“Seventy-one⁠—seventy-two; thy master is a good youth⁠—seventy-three, an excellent youth⁠—seventy-four⁠—that piece hath been clipt within the ring⁠—seventy-five⁠—and that looketh light of weight⁠—seventy-six⁠—when thy master wants money, let him come to Isaac of York ⁠—seventy-seven⁠—that is, with reasonable security.” Here he made a considerable pause, and Gurth had good hope that the last three pieces might escape the fate of their comrades; but the enumeration proceeded.⁠—“Seventy-eight⁠—thou art a good fellow⁠—seventy-nine⁠—and deservest something for thyself⁠—”