It's not? [Nancy had tried to find a man who looked about her age, and had some sort of idea what people in this place wore. She stuck out like a sore thumb in her Victorian get-up, even if you ignored the blood. And she found a friendly fellow. Hey, friendly fellow. Meet Nancy.

Another Nancy.]

It's more'n I've ever had at one time, I think. Granted, I once took a gold pocket-watch from a fellow, and that might have been more. I don't know how dollars work, only pounds.

And I've got even less idea about modern fashion.