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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: until his teeth chattered in his head. But all the same the
robbers knew nothing of the two being there, and there they lay
until near the dawning of the day. Then the travelling companion
bade the servant be stirring, and up they got, and out of the
chest they came, and found all the robbers sound asleep and
snoring so that the dust flew.
"Stop a bit," said the angel--the travelling companion--"we must
pay them for our lodging."
As he spoke he drew from his pocket the ruby ring which he had
stolen from the sorrowful young man's finger, and dropped it into
the cup from which the robber captain drank. Then he led the way
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