Show them her "milk jugs"

"You owe us payment for using this racecourse without permission Mrs Cremia. That's trespassing isn't it?" the Gorman with the spear, presumably the younger chuckled as she glared at them. "You **** me in here, you didn't have the right to build a fence in the road!" she argued as the older one on his horse rode closer to her, gazing down upon her.

"Be that as it may, there's a toll that you neglected to pay, did you not see the sign?" he asked as she recalled a small wooden object on the road that had almost been too small to see. "Maybe it should be bigger" she stated as she was feeling more and more uncomfortable. "That's too bad Mrs Cremia, because we still need out payment and unfortunately our case is quite strong against you!"the elder stated as he dropped one of her bottles of milk on the ground. "Vandalism of our property Mrs Cremia. That's not on. Now show us your milk jugs" he stated as she complied and headed over to her carriage. "It's just a toll, just give them one or two and it'll be fine" she told herself as she carried them over to her and handed them the jugs to which they laughed.

"These milk jugs..." they began.