I have crowns in my pouch, my sweet, and I mean to spend them.
He took a long string from his pouch and fastened one end to an arrow.
Taking up the pouch, she handed it to him, and he clutched it with a strange eagerness.
And he thrust his hand into his pouch for money to pay his score.
Then he thrust his hand into his pouch and drew thence four golden angels.
I then ...