Bouguereau William

Bouguereau William
"Curious, aren't you? All women are curious." He took a key from his pocket and unlocked the door of the lower cupboard. From this he took out a surprisingly new-looking cash box. This, again, he unlocked.
Take a look here, my dear. Know what these are?
He lifted out a small paper-wrapped cylinder and pulled away the paper from one end. Gold coins trickled out into his palm
Bouguereau William
"Look at these, young lady. Look at ’em, touch 'em. Know what they are? Bet you don't! You're too young. Sovereigns – that's what they are. Good golden sovereigns. What we use before all these dirty bits of paper came into fashion. Worth a lot more than silly pieces of paper. Collected them a long time back. I've got other things in this box, too. Lots of things put away in here. All ready for the future. Emma doesn't know - nobody knows. It's our secret, see, girl? D’you know why I'm telling you and showing you?"
"Why?"
Bouguereau William