I simply want your watch and chain, the rings on your fingers and any money you may chance to have about you--gold in preference.

Permit me to add that if you don't turn out your pockets before I count ten I shall put a bullet in your skull first and do the searching myself afterwards." This command, uttered in fierce threatening tones, brought the unlucky gentleman from Bath to book at once.

Trembling, he turned out his pockets and a number of guineas fell beside him on the seat.

The highwayman grabbed them at once.
"Your lordship is most generous and complaisant.

Now for your trinkets.
Quick! Time is of great importance." All the valuables the old gentleman possessed were yielded and pocketted rapidly by the highwayman.
"Thanks, my lord, for a most agreeable interview.