DICK.
Ay, so I said; and so she gave me this.
[Takes out the purse, and holds it up.
MARGERY—(clapping her hands.)
O goodness! what a fine purse!—Is there any thing in it?
DICK—(chinks the money.)
Do ye hear that? Guess now.
MARGERY—(timidly.)
Five shillings, perhaps, eh?