Asks if his money-bags have risen?
Don C. I do:
But what of that?
Hyp. I am that wretched man.
Don C. You mean to tell me yours have risen empty?
Hyp. And amen! said the Cid Campeador.
Don C. Pray, how much need you?
Hyp. Some half dozen ounces,
Which with due interest—
Don C. (giving his purse.) What, am I a Jew