And be not less than half a mile across. For them am I in such a family; They did induce me into coining florins, Which had three carats of impurity.” And I to him: “Who are the two poor wretches That smoke like unto a wet hand in winter, Lying there close upon thy right-hand confines?” “I found them here,” replied he, “when I rained Into this chasm, and since they have not turned, Nor do I think they will for evermore. One the false woman is who accused Joseph, 459 The other the false Sinon, Greek of Troy; 460 From acute fever they send forth such reek.” And one of them, who felt himself annoyed At being, peradventure, named so darkly, Smote with the fist upon his hardened paunch. It gave a sound, as if it were a drum; 461 And Master Adam smote him in the face, With arm that did not seem to be less hard, Saying to him: “Although be taken from me All motion, for my limbs that heavy are,