he Emir to him one day, "the Lacrima is spent, we thirst,
and the tribute of that Christian dog, the Bishop of Amalfi, tarries to
arrive. We will presently fit out certain vessels, and thou shalt hold a
visitation of thine ancient diocese."

"Methinks I see a ship even now," said Gaddo; and he was right. She
anchored, the ambassadors landed and addressed the Emir:

"Prince, we bring thee the stipulated tribute, yet not without a trifling
deduction."

"Deduction!" exclaimed the Emir, bending his brows ominously.

"Highness," they represented, "by reason of the deficiency of last year's
vintage it hath not been possible to provide more than forty-nine casks,
which we crave to offer thee accordingly."

"Then," pronounced the Emir sententiously, "the compact is broken, the ship
is confiscated, and war is declared."

"Not so, Highness," said they, "for the fiftieth cask is worth all the
rest."

"Let it be opened," commanded the Emir.

It was accordingly hoisted out, deposited on the quay, and prized open; and
from its capacious interior, in a deplorable plight from hunger, cramp, and
sea-sickness, was extracted--Bishop Addo.

"We have," explained the deputation, "wearied of our shepherd, who,
shearing his flock somewhat too closely, hath brought the wolf to light. We
therefore desire thee to receive him at our hands in exchange for our good
Bishop Gaddo, promising one hundred casks of Lacrima Christi as yearly
tribute for the future."

"He stands before you," answered the Emir; "take him, an ye can prevail
upon him to return with you."

The eyes of the envoys wandered hopelessly from one whiskered, turbaned,
caftaned, and yataghaned figure to another. They could not discover that
any of the Paynim present looked more or less like a bishop than his
fellows.

"Brethren," said Gaddo, taking compassion on their bewilderment, "behold
me! I thank you for your kindly thought of me, but how to profit by it I
see not. I have become a Saracen. I have pronounced the Mahometan
confession. I am circumcised. I am known by the name of Mustapha."

"We acknowledge the weight of your Lordship's objections," they said, "and
do but venture to hint remotely that the times are hard, and that the Holy
Father is grievously in want of money."

"I have also taken a wife," said Gaddo.

"A wife!" exclaimed they with one consent. "If it had been a concubine! Let
us return instantly."

They gathered up their garments and spat upon th