I assure you, it would do me no good.

[ He hesitates, looks around once more as if still concerned about spies, and then leans in closer, murmuring low. ]

It isn't even mine.

[ There's a hint of excitement in his voice, and when he looks at Church his eyes are sparkling with a forbidden thrill. ]

It rightfully belongs to my stepfather. But he is a rich man; he'll never note the loss of such petty coinage.