Heedless of the mystery of how he got here to the crowded village or where
Velus went to, Fred counted his money. "One..." he said. "Two...gold pieces." and then "Three...". This was taxing his mathematical skills to the limit. "Three...and three more ... makes...2 and 4 ... six! I have six gold pieces!" he cried. An old lady in a blue dress gave him one more as she passed. "There you go, sonny." she said. "Buy yourself some good food." Fred had ... um, six and one gold pieces. That could buy a day's worth of food or a wooden shield.
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