"But now I have got the Green Box, which is a great caravan drawn by two horses, and however wide the ship might be, we could not get it into her."
"What is that to me?" said the justice. "The wolf will be killed."
Ursus shuddered, as if he were grasped by a hand of ice.
"Monsters!" he thought. "Murdering people is their way of settling matters."
The innkeeper smiled, and addressed Ursus.
"Master Ursus, you can sell the Green Box."
Ursus looked at Nicless.
"Master Ursus, you have the offer."
"From whom?"
"An offer for the caravan, an offer for the two horses, an offer for the two gipsy women, an offer—"