‘Heaven defend us!’ screamed the Jew, ‘his lies are as thick as flies on the wall.’
And the Judge did not believe him either, and said: 
Dancing as hard as he ould. ‘That is a very lame excuse; no Jew ever did such a thing.’ So he sentenced the honest Servant to the gallows for having committed a robbery upon the king’s highway.
When he was being led away, the Jew screamed after him; ‘You vagabond, you dog of a fiddler, now you will get your deserts!’
The Servant mounted the ladder to the gallows quite quietly, with the halter round his neck; but at the last rung he turned round and said to the Judge: ‘Grant me one favour before I die.’
‘Certainly,’ said the Judge, ‘as long as you don’t ask for your life.’
‘Not my life,’ answered the Servant. ‘I only ask to play my fiddle once more.’
The Jew raised a tremendous cry. ‘Don’t allow it, your worship, for heaven’s sake, don’t allow it!’
But the Judge said: ‘Why should I deny him that short