Moreover, he sent the third Alsoo, And him they wounded, and cast him out.
Then said he to another: what owest thou? And he said: an hundred quarters of wheat. He said to him: Take thy bill, and write fourscore.
And he ceased not thereby but sent yet another servant. And they beat him, and foul entreated him also, and sent him away empty.
Then said the Lord of the vineyard: what shall I do? I will send my dear son, him peradventure they will reverence, when they see him.