"I will be with thee, and Phoenicia will find the gold. A tax is in course of collection at present."
"I have given two talents!" whispered Rabsun.
"I will give ten," added Dagon. "But what shall I get for my labor?"
"What? Well, ten ships," answered Hiram.
"And how much wilt Thou gain?" inquired Dagon.
"Is ten not enough? Thou wilt get fifteen."
"I ask, what wilt Thou get?" insisted Dagon.
"We will give twenty ships. Does that suffice thee?"
"Let it be so. But will ye show my ships the road to the country of silver?"
"We will show it."