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Cristoph, here's the rest of your share (forty gold) from the moonshine shipment we made last week. This may be the last batch for quite some time as I feel it is no longer worth the risk, especially given Anne's continually increasing suspicion. But I do need to ask another small favor of you.

Next week, when you take the Baron to town, if you can fabricate some excuse to delay your return by an hour or two, I would be much beholden to you.