“How much are we talking about, out of interest? I’d like to know what sum’s worth killing and lying for.” “Ten thousand guineas.” The shepherdess shattered on the hearth. “How much? Ten thousand?! Are you serious? Ten thousand guineas?” “Don’t shout,” Luke hissed. “Jesus Christ almighty! Why didn’t you tell me? Mother of God! You don’t do things by halves, do you? So where is it?”
