"All I have is yours.

See!" I took out my precious guinea, and bending on my knee with uncovered head presented it to Mistress Barbara.
She turned her eyes down to it and sat regarding it for a moment.
"It's all I have, but it's yours," said I most humbly.
"Mine ?" "Most heartily." She lifted it from my palm with finger and thumb very daintily, and, before I knew what she was doing, or could have moved to hinder her if I had the mind, she raised her arm over her head and with all her strength flung the guinea into the sparkling waves.
"Heaven help us!" I cried.
"It was mine.

That's what I chose to do with it," said Barbara..