A good round sum it was too.
"Now, then," said the Turk, producing a small phial containing a pale greenish fluid. "Observe this."
"Well?"
"Anoint your dagger with this. Scratch him with it; let your scratch be no more than the prick of a pin, and he will be beyond the aid of mortal man."
"Is this sure?"
"Beyond all doubt. Would you have proof?"
"Yes."
"Wait here a moment."
The Turk left the room, and presently he appeared carrying a small iron cage.
"Look."