"Just a pitch of my hand and it's gone!" said he.
"That is all," said Caeltia. "It's easily done."
"So it is," growled Patsy, and he swung his arm.
But he dropped the hand again.
"Wait a minute," and he called Eileen Ni Cooley to his side.
"Walk with ourselves, Eileen, and don't be a stranger. There's something I want to show you."
He opened his hand before her and it was flooding and flashing in gold.
She stared with the awe of one who looks on miracles.
"There's a great deal of money there," she gasped.
"There's fifteen golden pounds and some shillings in it," said Patsy, "and here's all I care for them."