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Locating the loose board, Phineas gave it an upward
tug. The board slipped lose and a tin box fell out.
"Hey, that's really neat! I never would have thought to
look there!" the kender said, again at his elbow.
Phineas opened the box without comment. It was
empty. "Well, somebody obviously thought of it," he
said. That was all the money he had on hand. He cast his
glance about the room, trying to spot anything that was
left that might interest a kender.
Then an idea struck him. He intended to be rich soon,
didn't he? "I don't have any money. Take anything that
you like." He waved his hand at the room, then stepped
into the dark examining room. "Shut the door behind
you when you leave."
"Gee, thanks!" the kender exclaimed, his eyes wide.
"Wow, look at these --"
But Phineas wasn't listening. He had very little time to
get ready. He moved to a cupboard at the back of the
room and found his spare pair of boots. They weren't
nearly as comfortable as the ones he'd lost, he thought
ruefully, slipping them on in the dark. Next, he took a
satchel from a hook, making note of what clothing he'd
need to gather from his rooms upstairs. Next, he pulled
his half of the Kendermore map from his shirt and placed
it in the satchel, then went upstairs to change his shirt,
add a vest, and gather some other things.
Coming back down with his provisions and a haunch
of dried meat, he decided not to light a candle while he
waited for Trapspringer, so as not to attract customers.
Sitting in the darkness, he started to snooze, weary to his
bones
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