Then a Gorget for You, Sir, and Here's a Tabard for You

'I am a miserable, poor merchant and your valor's very humble servant,' he writes. 'The cunning, sanctimonious old jew went fawning and smiling ound while his helpers pent me up in my glittering hide until i was steel and gold inlay from heel to heel by abraham' He adds: 'Why if ahab had but possessed such a one as i am? I never knew a villain who could lie so sweetly in his master's service as that parti coloured, curly headed henchman'