 Well, I'll take her cut and give it to her later. Hand me that satchel. Oh, whenever I think of the expression on that, Pierce's puss. How do you know I'll bet he? Hey, what's this? What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened, Harry? That vixen. That seventh daughter of a seventh daughter of a double-crossing, no, six-tuple-crossing, wry-necked witch. That who, Harry? Warren, Jenny Warren. She's run off with my money. What? Not your money, not your money.