He brought forth from a pocket a neat sheaf of banknotes, which he held out.
Jed did not meet his friend's eye; he continued to smooth the banknotes.
Silver, gold, banknotes,—each and all were swept into the coffers of the "bank."
I was the keeper of a vault in which many millions of banknotes were stored.
“Not yet;” and he took from his pocket a thick roll of banknotes.