'Pah!' says the Gark, 'I do not fool that easily.
Throw your lumps of brass away.'
It dawns on the creature that, if you are offering a bribe,
you must be an intruder which — for a Gark — is
quite a stunning piece of logical thinking!
It slaps you hard with its great hand, knocking you unconscious onto the floor.
The last words you hear before you pass out are the proud Gark's:
'Into the jail for this one!'.