This was too summary a treatment of a situation that still needed thought.
"Let's see your money," he demanded.
"Very well!" She sat on the grassy low mound above her forebear, released the top of the long black stocking from the bite of a hidden garter and lowered it to the bulky burden.

"Give me your cap," she said, and into Merle's cap spurted a torrent of coins.

When this had become reduced to a trickle, and then to odd pieces that had worked down about the heel, the cap held a splendid treasure.

Both twins bent excitedly above it.

Never had either beheld so vast a sum.