d the little bare wood with rolling music.

'I cast'--his hand went to his breast, and again the strange jewel
gleamed--'I cast the drugs which I had prepared into the common well of
the Castle. Nay, I did no harm. The more we physicians know, the less do
we do. Only the fool says: "I dare." I caused a blotched and itching
rash to break out upon their skins, but I knew it would fade in fifteen
days. I did not stretch out my hand against their life. They in the
Castle thought it was the Plague, and they ran out, taking with them
their very dogs.

'A Christian physician, seeing that I was a Jew and a stranger, vowed
that I had brought the sickness from London. This is the one time I have
ever heard a Christian leech speak truth of any disease. Thereupon the
people beat me, but a merciful woman said: "Do not kill him now. Push
him into our Castle with his Plague, and if, as he says, it will abate
on the fifteenth day, we can kill him then." Why not? They drove me
across the drawbridge of the Castle, and fled back to their booths. Thus
I came to be alone with the treasure.'

'But did you know this was all going to happen just right?' said Una.

'My Prophecy was that I should be a Lawgiver to a People of a strange
land and a hard speech. I knew I should not die. I washed my cuts. I
found the tide-well in the wall, and from Sabbath to Sabbath I dove and
dug there in that empty, Christian-smelling fortress. He! I spoiled the
Egyptians! He! If they had only known! I drew up many good loads of
gold, which I loaded by night into my boat. There had been gold-dust
too, but that had been washed out by the tides.'

'Didn't you ever wonder who had put it there?' said Dan, stealing a
glance at Puck's calm, dark face under the hood of his gown. Puck shook
his head and pursed his lips.

'Often; for the gold was new to me,' Kadmiel replied. 'I know the Golds.
I can judge them in the dark; but this was heavier and redder than any
we deal in. Perhaps it was the very gold of Parvaim. Eh, why not? It
went to my heart to heave it on to the mud, but I saw well that if the
evil thing remained, or if even the hope of finding it remained, the
King would not sign the New Laws, and the land would perish.'

'Oh, Marvel!' said Puck, beneath his breath, rustling in the dead
leaves.

'When the boat was loaded I washed my hands seven times, and pared
beneath my nails, for I would not keep one grain. I went out by the
little gate where the Castle