Read it through once

‘I’ve thought of it all,’ said the Jew with energy. ‘I’ve--I’ve had my eye upon him, my dears, close--close. Once let him feel that he is one of us; once fill his mind with the idea that he has been a thief; and he’s ours! Ours for his life. Oho! It couldn’t have come about better!’ The old man crossed his arms upon his breast; and, drawing his head and shoulders into a heap, literally hugged himself for joy.