Fletcher whistled incredulously.<br/><br/>"What sort of trickery is that?  Something from nothing indeed.  I wonder, whose vast fortune is that little pouch tapping into?  Whoever they are, he or she is a sucker."  He snickered, then sat up.<br/><br/>"As for me, I guess I'm a sucker, too.  I'll go.  But you needn't give me an incentive.  I'll do it because it needs to be done."