and he began to play over again, so that the jew had to jump higher than ever, and scraps of his coat were left hanging on the thorns. "oh, woe’s me! cried the jew; i will give the gentleman whatsoever he asks if only he leaves off fiddling a purse full of gold." "if you are so liberal," said the servant, "i will stop my music; but this i must say to your credit, that you dance to it so well that it is quite an art;"