"Sorry, monsieur, I've only got Gold galleons in my purse at the moment..." But all the same, Matthew Selwyn seems all too willing to give them up, as he digs his coin purse out from his pocket.
Quint's not sure who the stranger is talking to, though probably someone else passing down the street that isn't him. Despite that, he stops anyway. "Um, I have some money you can have, if you really need it."
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