Frequently this practitioner would keep a stock of elf-shot from which one would be produced by sleight of hand from the ailing animal's flank as evidence that it had indeed been elf-shot.

Loadsa money for loadsa goodies, he chuckled.

Onay remembered that he had placed 40 kilos at the bottom of his wardrobe. That meant approximately three and a half kilos had disappeared during the police raid. Bulent kept quiet but the officers eventually found out and a bent copper was later blamed for the alleged theft.

In little circlets there it doth arise, Then somewhat larger seeming in mine eyes: And in this gyring compass as it goes, So more and more the same in greatness grows: