And in the pannë’s bottom he it laft. 4854 And in the water rumbleth to and fro, And wondrous privily took up alsó The copper teine (not knowing thilkë priest), And hid it, and him hentë 4855 by the breast, And to him spake, and thus said in his game; “Stoop now adown; by God, ye be to blame; Helpë me now, as I did you whilére; 4856 Put in your hand, and lookë what is there.”