Jurak trundled as quickly as he could back over to the smithy's shop,
(after all he had forgotten why they had come here,and didn't want to cause any undue excitement) he found the poor fellow white as a sheet,and trembling...
Saying nothing and expecting no reply he set the coins on the counter and hastily headed back to the tavern for more ale and laffs. (OK, maybe no more ale,.........whiskey instead......scotch whiskey!
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