I took the bag of coins from my cloak and held it up. “The winnings,” I said. “Har,” he said. He pointed the lip end of his stick bowl at it. “Now, that’s some winnings, I tell you. Thousand coins. Right, Delph?” “Right.” “Well, it’s our winnings,” I said. “What?” said Delph, looking gobsmacked. “Delph helped train me up, Duf. Never would’ve won without his help.” “G’on with yourself,” said Duf. He puffed on his stick bowl and studied me curiously. “And since I’ve no head for coin, I want you and Delph to take it.” “Vega
TAKE THAT GOLD DUF YOUVE EARNED IT
