1st Edition Thus

He saw Edward Cossey put his uninjured hand to his head

'Be quiet,' he said, 'or you are a dead woman'

'Ruined!' he said to himself

He pulled out handful after handful of every sort of gold coin

'Why are you looking at me?' she said

Out together, out with a yell of despair

Terror seized him while he looked

'And now go. I have done with you'