“Please work with me. Everyone has a price. What’s yours?”

The butcher was not sure how he could possibly help this girl. The authorities openly supported ruffians like these. They would not step in to help. More likely, they would beat the butcher for having the audacity to report the kidnappers! However, he knew that if the opportunity to help another Jew, an orphan no less, was presenting itself to him, it meant Hashem wanted him to do his best to assist. How he could succeed against dangerous ruffians, he did not know, but Hashem requires us to put in our best effort, and the success of our efforts is up to Him alone.

“Wait here….” The butcher motioned for the girl to stay put, and he circled the wagon to face the kidnappers.

“Excuse me, but I’d like to speak to you a moment about the girl in the back of your wagon.”

“What about her?”

The kidnappers didn’t lift their eyes up for a moment as they grunted and heaved at the wagon wheels stuck in the mud.

“I’d like to buy her from you.”

“Not for sale.”

“Please work with me. Everyone has a price. What’s yours?”

“Not. For. Sale.”