"Because you can't. Now, comrade, halves!"
"Are you mad?"
"Not I, but you, if you think you are not in my power."
Moses Amschel looked around him, but help there was none, and the brown man held him so tightly that he could not stir. The carriage, certainly, was near at hand, but the horses were as skittish as they were good, and the driver must not leave them.
"Show it me," said Geigenfritz.
Resistance was impossible. Tardily and unwillingly the Jew untied the handkerchief, and revealed a diamond diadem of extraordinary magnificence. Notwithstanding his alarm, his eyes sparkled at the sight.
"Old rogue! who stole that?"
"Stole! Nonsense."
"What is it worth?"
"Worth?—a couple of hundred dollars."