“About fifty gavvos, uncle?”
“Fifty!” cried the two men, aghast.
“Isn't that enough?”
“For the murderer of a prince?” demanded Gaspon. “It would be absurd, your Highness. He is a most important person.”
“Quite so; he is a most important person. I think I'll offer five thousand gavvos.”
“More like it. He is worth that, at least,” agreed Uncle Caspar.
“Beyond a doubt,” sanctioned Gaspon.
“I am glad you do not consider me extravagant,” she said, demurely. “You may have the placards printed at once,” she went on, addressing the treasurer. “Say that a reward of five thousand gavvos will be paid to the person who delivers Grenfall Lorry to me.”
“Would it not be better to say 'delivers Grenfall Lorry to the tower'?” submitted Gaspon.
“You may say 'to the undersigned,' and sign my name,” she said, reflectively.