Long, long ago, there was a kingdom which was in dire need of funds. Don’t know what the drain on the exchequer was, but they needed money and they needed it badly.
In this kingdom, there lived a count who had lots and lots of riches. Being smart and foresightful, he realized this made him a target for those who might wish to rob him of his riches, so he hid them carefully.
The count was eventually imprisoned and his jailers attemtped to wring the location of his cache from him. The count refused to tell. So, he was condemned to death. As the headsman was swinging his axe, the count changed his mind and cried “wait, wait, I’ll tell you!” but it was too late.
The moral of the story: don’t hatchet your counts before they chicken.
You may now groan loudly.