THIRD SON. We have never had such grapes before, sir.
MERCHANT. How fine and large they are!
FIRST SON. And sweet, too! Just taste one, sir!
MERCHANT (eating a grape). Are they all like these?
SECOND SON. Every vine bears just such grapes.
MERCHANT. I must have your grapes. I will give a pot of gold for them.
SONS. A pot of gold!
MERCHANT. Come, will you sell?
SONS. Aye, sir!
MERCHANT. Then to-morrow I will bring the pot of gold and take away the grapes.