"To whom is he gone over?"
"To the other side; he is now quite theirs."
"Thou liest, hog!"
"How can it be that I should lie? Am I a fool to lie? Will I lie at the risk of my own head? Do I not know that if a Jew happen to lie to a lord, he will be hanged like a dog?"
"So thou sayest that he has sold his native country and his faith?"
"I did not say that he had sold anything; I am only saying that he has passed over to the other side."
"Thou liest, cursed Jew! such a thing never happened in a Christian land! Thou mockest me, cursed dog!"
"May grass grow on the threshold of my house if I lie! May every one spit on the tomb of my father, on that of my mother, on those of my father-in-law, of the father of my father, of the father of my mother, if I lie! If your lordship wishes, I'll even say why he went over to them."
"Why, then?"
"The voevoda's daughter is a beauty. Heavens! what a beauty!" and the Jew endeavoured as well as he could to express her beauty in his face, stretching his hands asunder, twinkling one of his eyes, and writhing his mouth on one side, as if he had tasted something good.