One of the servants probaly took it out of the bathroom, and gave it to your uncle's wife to clean and repair.
So, nothing to worry about at all!
You step out from behind the counter and store away the sword.
Now that everything is calm you discuss cleaning up with the owner of this disheveled establishment and then maybe prove that it was the fault all those ruffians, not you, for this wanton destruction.
He is patient as you explain to him that you will pay for this entire mess, even though you are lacking in funds at the moment, and you will begin cleaning as soon as you are given a broom.
You also have some explaining to do when your father hears about this incident. He won't like having to pay for something a little more expensive then the few drinks you accrue up from time to time.
You then hear that rich boy talk about paying off your debt, and you feel a mix of relief and frustration; you are glad that you won't have to get in trouble with your pops, but upset that you will have to owe it to this weirdo.
If only there was some way to just not have to pay at all...
Oh, hello there, what's this?
You seem to have found a bottle with dynamite in it, like what the rich guy was saying earlier.
Your truly genius mind springs to action with this gift of luck in hand.
You yank the dynamite out of the bottle and stand up, walking over to the two. You then tell George about what you just found as you point to a few other TNT-filled bottles rolling out from behind the counter.
You tell him that what the Weirdo is saying is true (He seems upset when you call him that, but oh well); that the Rail-Splitter Gang were going to do something destructive with this stuff (probably). What they need right now is the Sheriff to hear about this and hunt them down while we can still catch up to them and get them to pay for this mess!
The owner seems surprised but as he takes and inspects the dynamite, he nods his head.
"W..Well you are right, this is the good stuff, one stick alone would pack a wallop, an entire roll of them...well that is just darn impolite!"
You then inform him that you and the Weirdo will go to the sheriff right now and get a group to hunt them down for the safety of the town. Like what a TRUE DEPUTY would do.
Without any further hesitation, you grab the weirdo by his well-manicured hands and tug him along to the Sheriff's office next door.
As you step up to the front, the weirdo seems to notice something just a second faster than you and pulls you back before you enter the building.
What is this?! Blood?!