Chook thought she was going to faint.
"It's all right, Liz," he cried.

"I've 'ad a good win, an' we're set up fer life." He was busy sorting the gold and silver into heaps, first putting aside his stake, two pounds ten.

There were fifteen pounds twelve shillings and sixpence left.

Pinkey stared in amazement.

It seemed incredible that so much money could belong to them.