‘I must get my money from the captain’s box,’ my mother said. ‘It’s our money.’
We opened the box. There were some old coats and shirts and a bag of money. My mother began to take the money.
‘Quickly!’ I said. ‘It’s nearly ten o’clock.’
It was a cold night, and very quiet. Suddenly, I heard a sound on the road. Then I heard someone stop outside the inn. We waited, but then everything was quiet again. Nothing moved.
‘Quickly, mother!’ I said. ‘Take all the captain’s money.’
‘No,’ she said. ‘I don’t want it all.’ Then we heard someone again, outside the front door.