It is but a few shillings.' 'Give me your purse.

You had it in your hand at the door.

Give it to me.' She stepped to the table and laid it down.

He reached across, took it up, and told the contents into his hand.

As he was counting them, she listened for a moment, and sprung towards him.
'Take what there is, take all, take more if more were there, but go before it is too late.