She might have been as rich as the Fuggers if she hadn't met with the accident and had understood how to keep what she earned.

But she could not hold on to her gold.

She had flung it away like useless rubbish.

So long as she possessed anything there had been no want in Loni's company.

She, Gundel, had caught her arm more than once when she was going to fling Hungarian ducats, instead of coppers, to good-for-nothing beggars.