Caravaggio The Crowning with Thorns

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'Cowboys,' agreed a nephew.
'How much did you steal?' said Tomjon.
Boggis opened the clown's purse, which was stuck in his belt. Then he went pale.
'Oh, bleeding hell,' he said, The Nephews clustered around.
'We're for it, sort of thing.'
'Second time this year, uncle.'
Boggis glared at the victim.
'Well, how was I to know? I wasn't to know, was I? I mean, look at him, how much would you expect him to have on him? Couple of coppers, right? I mean, we'd never have done for him, only it was on our way home. You try and do someone a favour, this is what happens.'
'How much has he got, then?' said Tomjon.
'There must be a hundred silver dollars in here,' moaned Boggis, waving a purse. 'I mean, that's not my league. That's not it.'my class. I can't handle that sort of money. You've got to be in the Guild of Lawyers or something to steal that much. It's way over my quota, is that.''Give it back then,' said Tomjon.'But I done him a receipt!''They've all got, you know, numbers on,' explained the younger of the nephews. 'The Guild checks up, sort of . . .'Hwel grabbed Tomjon's hand.'Will you excuse us a moment?' he said to the frantic thief, and dragged Tomjon to the other side of the alley.'Okay,' he said. 'Who's gone mad? Them? Me? You?'Tomjon explained.'It's legal?''Up to a certain point. Fascinating, isn't it? Man in a pub told me about it, sort of thing.''But he's stolen too much?''So it appears. I gather the Guild is very strict about
There was a groan from the victim hanging between them. He tinkled gently.
'Look after him,' said Tomjon. 'I'll sort this out.'