“The youngest of the three, who went to the town, turned over full oft in his mind the beauty of those gold coins, new and bright. “O Lord,” said he, “if only it were so that I might have to myself all this treasure alone, there is no man who lives under the Throne of God who would be as merry as I!” And, at last, the Devil, our enemy, put into his thoughts that he should buy poison, with which he might slay his fellows two.”
