A second and similar package lay in the sand in front of him.
"Currency!" he gasped.

"It's a part of the money stolen from the express car.

The two hundred thousand was done up in five packages, and here are two of 'em.

Those men were dead when I came, and each had a package lying on his breast.

The fellow who pinked me was just leaving the dip!" He dropped the package and began ripping down his trouser leg with a knife.