He took it from her. It was quite heavy, even for a large piece of silk. “What have you got twisted up in this?” he said. “Rocks?” “Five purses,” she said. “About thirty-five pounds.” “You came prepared.” “Of course I did,” she said. “When I want something, I will stop at nothing. Look at what I’m wearing.” “I like what you’re not wearing, too,” he said. “I am even so shameless as to take advantage of you when you are weak and wounded.”
