Father Spec bends over and picks up the coin. As he stands up straight again, it seems he is out of breath. He takes a handkerchief and dabs his brow, before holding the coin to his mace, currently balanced awkwardly in his shield hand.
"Harumph!" he declares with triumph. "A lucky penny!" He offers to show it to others, and then places it in his coin purse in case it is needed later.
"What have you found there?" he says, looking at the secret door. "Such marvellous hinges!"