"Perhaps he hath but fainted," the man with the blue cloak suggested.
"Then shall the breaking of bones make sure his end."
"Knowest thou where the bone-breaker is?"
"I am he."
"And when wilt thou break the bones of his body?"
"What matter to thee when his bones are broken?"
"None save this. When the vast darkness that just now is lifting, was blackest, I heard a company of his followers whispering, and they did say he swore that, though dead, yet on the third day would he rise from the grave."
"And thou wouldst know of a surety that his legs are broken so that if he be stolen from the tomb his legs carry him not far?" and the soldiers laughed. "Fret not, the bones of the Jew will soon be broken."
"Wouldst thou break them sooner for a piece of gold?" and he drew from his cloak a wallet.
The soldier sprang up eagerly and held out his hand saying, "A coin upon the palm doth grant thy desire before thine eyes. The coin—then come, let us to the bone-breaking."