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Hester had ordered a very tempting5 lunch, and Nan was attacking her nicely roasted chicken and bread sauce with appetite, when Annie, snatching up a sandwich, sprang suddenly to her feet.
"I'm not hungry," she exclaimed, "and as there is so much to be done, I won't waste time eating. Mrs. Willis wrote to me yesterday and asked me to send her a small parcel. It contains a ring which she lent me, and as it ought to be registered, I will go to the post-office now and get it done while you are at lunch."
"But you really must eat something first," exclaimed Hester. "You will be ill if you don't; the carriage is to call for us in a few minutes, and you may just as well drive to the post-office in it; you would do it in half the time."
"But I would rather walk," replied Annie. "I am perfectly6 sick of driving. I see by Nan's face that lunch will be quite an affair of half an hour, and I'll be back long before then."
She left the shop before Hester had time to remonstrate7, and the next moment found herself in the street.
"Now for it," she exclaimed, a little catch of excitement in her breath. She took out her purse, opened it, and removing the slip of blue paper, looked at the words written on it. The address rather surprised her. It was a fancy goods shop, and was kept by a woman of the name of Myrtle.
was the address on the sheet of paper.
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Annie had never in the course of her life come in contact with a live pawnbroker, but she had a vague idea that pawnbrokers9 were of the male species, and that they invariably had three gilt10 balls over their establishments.
She was relieved rather than otherwise to find that this pawnbroker was of the female sex, and fancied that it would be easier to deal with her on this account. A policeman directed her to Eden Street, which was a thoroughly11 respectable broad thoroughfare off the High Street.
Annie walked quickly until she came to number thirty. Then, raising her eyes and seeing Mrs. Myrtle's name over the door, she boldly entered. The shop was the sort that ladies delight in. One side of it was entirely12 devoted13 to the best class of haberdashery, the other was extremely attractive with coloured wools and silks, and all sorts of materials for crewel and other fancy works. A thin, pale girl, of about sixteen, was attending to the haberdashery department, and a little old lady, with pink cheeks, bright dark eyes and white hair, was busily serving several customers at the fancy goods side.
Annie had to wait until these customers had completed their business. The girl who had charge of the haberdashery asked if she could serve her.
"I wish to speak to Mrs. Myrtle," replied Annie in a decided14 tone. The little woman raised her head at hearing her own name pronounced, and said in a respectful voice—
"I'll be at leisure to serve you in a moment, miss."
"She seems very nice," said Annie to herself; "she has a decidedly kind face. What can there be objectionable in pawnbrokers, if she is one? [Pg 127]Perhaps I'd better call her aunt; she'll be sure to like it."
In a couple of moments Mrs. Myrtle was at leisure, and Annie went up to the counter. Now that the critical instant had come, she felt her heart beating quickly, and knew that her cheeks were pale. Annie could look wonderfully pathetic when any emotion stirred her. She had a voice full of vibrations15, and her eyes could assume the dumb pleading expression of a dog's.
"I want to speak to you about a very private matter," she said, looking full at Mrs. Myrtle.
The little woman could not help giving her a glance of great surprise. What could such a pretty, nicely-dressed young lady want with her; then suddenly it flashed through her mind that Annie must want to buy a present; perhaps the present was for her sweetheart; if so, the state of affairs was perfectly natural.
"Yes, miss," she said, in a cordial voice of sympathy, "but Netty, my niece, is a bit deaf and won't hear a word you're saying. I have got some really nice things, miss, and quite suitable; tobacco pouches17 made of different coloured plushes, and flowers traced very beautifully on them; you could work the pouch16 yourself, miss, and it would look most suitable; then I've got braces18, too; they're quite the newest thing, and can be embroidered19 with any colour, and cases for gentlemen's evening ties, they really are very new; shall I show you some, miss?"
"Oh, no, thank you," said Annie in a choking voice. "I'm in an awful hurry and I don't want to buy any present for a gentleman; I don't know any gentleman except my father well enough to think of giving [Pg 128]presents to. No, no, I don't want to buy anything, but I want—I want you to give me something, aunt."
Mrs. Myrtle looked at Annie as if she were now quite sure that the poor pretty young lady was not quite right in her head. She did not speak at all, but waited for Annie to continue.
"You're a female pawnbroker, are you not?" said Annie.
"A female what, my dear?" said Mrs. Myrtle, her face growing crimson20. This was really the last straw. "I don't understand you, miss," she said in a stiff tone. "I have nothing whatever to do with the trade you indicate."
Just then some ladies, very good customers, entered the shop.
"You'll excuse me for a moment, miss," said Mrs. Myrtle; "but if you don't want to buy, I shall be obliged to leave you to attend to my customers. Good morning, Lady Dalgetty; what can I show your ladyship?"
Poor Annie found herself pushed into a corner. Lady Dalgetty and her suite21 occupied all Mrs. Myrtle's attention. Even the humble-looking Netty was busy serving out spools22 of cotton, needles, and pins to a prim-looking lady. Neither of the women in the shop had a moment to attend to Annie's sore need.
She began to think that Mrs. Myrtle was not so kind as she looked, and to understand a little of nurse's repugnance23 to the pawnbroker class.
"They must be low people," she murmured to herself; "for this woman won't even own to the fact that she is a pawnbroker."
The shop became empty once more; and Mrs. Myrtle, who was really quite as kind hearted as she [Pg 129]looked, raised her eyes, and encountered a very forlorn glance from Annie.
"Poor, pretty young lady," she said to herself. "She's gone in the head without any manner of doubt, calling me aunt, and asking me if I'm a female pawnbroker; but I'd best humour her a bit, and try to find out who she belongs to."
Accordingly Mrs. Myrtle called Annie back to the counter in a kind voice.
"I can attend to you now, miss," she said; "but if you have anything to say, perhaps you'll say it quickly, for this is market day, and heaps of farmer's wives come in for no end of small matters."
"Do they pawn4 rings, and then take them out by degrees in instalments?" asked poor Annie in an eager voice.
"Poor, poor young lady, she's very, very bad," murmured Mrs. Myrtle to herself.
"I couldn't say for positive, miss," she replied, "that a farmer's wife has never pawned24 a ring; but if they are reduced to such straits, I know nothing about it."
"Then you are not a pawnbroker yourself?"
"I am not, miss. Wouldn't you like to come into my parlour and rest a bit if you're tired, and maybe you'll tell me your name?"
"She's getting quite kind again," thought Annie. "Of course she is a pawnbroker, but she doesn't like to own it; it evidently is a very disgraceful calling."
"My name is Annie Forest," she said; "and I'm not at all tired, thank you, aunt. You don't mind me calling you aunt, do you? for we always call the men in your trade uncles."
"I hope heaven will preserve my patience," [Pg 130]muttered poor Mrs. Myrtle. "I must get this young lady to her friends whatever happens. Netty!"
"Oh, don't call Netty here," exclaimed Annie. "Now, look here, do you see this piece of blue paper?"
"Yes, miss. It's my address, sure and certain."
"Do you know the handwriting?"
"Well, I can't say that I do; it seems a sort of an ordinary hand, don't it, miss?"
"Is Mrs. Martin, who lives at the Grange, a friend of yours?" asked Annie suddenly.
Mrs. Myrtle's face glowed all over with pleased relief.
"Mrs. Martin of the Grange," she exclaimed, "old nurse to Miss Hester and Miss Nan Thornton? I should rather think she is a friend of mine. I have known her ever since we went to school together, and that's many a year ago."
"Oh, how glad I am," exclaimed Annie; "then I am sure, quite sure, you will be kind to me. You will do what I ask for the sake of your friend Mrs. Martin. You won't mind just confiding25 to me that you are a pawnbroker? I promise most faithfully not to call you aunt if you really dislike it."
"I'm afraid I don't understand you, Miss Forest. I am not a pawnbroker; not one of my belongings26 would own to such a trade; and if Patty Martin gave you to understand that I am, I'll quarrel with her, late as it is in the day."
"But she pawned a ring to you," said Annie; "an old-fashioned gold ring with one big diamond in the middle. You lent her thirty shillings on it, and the interest is two shillings. That ring is mine. She did pawn a ring to you, did she not?"
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A light at last broke over Mrs. Myrtle's face.
"Well, well," she exclaimed; "I begin to see what you're driving at. Won't I have a crow to pick with Patty Martin for this. No, no, miss, she pawned no ring to me; but she gave me a diamond ring to keep for her early one morning about three weeks ago. 'And keep it safe until I ask for it, Martha Myrtle,' said she; and safe I will keep it until then, Miss Annie Forest."
"But it's my ring," said Annie in great distress27. "You'll give it back to me now when I ask for it?"
"I'll give it back to Patty Martin, miss, and to no one else."
"Oh, but really, really, don't you understand? It's my ring."
"I've only your word for that, miss. It was given to me by Mrs. Martin."
"But I know Patty Martin would let you give it back to me. Why, she gave me your address and told me to go to you; and I thought, of course, you were a pawnbroker."
"Won't I have a crow to pluck with her for this?" exclaimed Mrs. Myrtle. "Pawnbroker, indeed! Why my poor mother who's dead would rise up from her grave if she thought I was called by such a name. No, miss, I'm sorry not to oblige, but Mrs. Martin gave me the ring to keep for her, and she must come herself to fetch it away, for to no one else will I give it."
Some farmers' wives, looking flourishing and handsome and full of purpose, now entered the shop. Mrs. Myrtle devoted all her energies to serving them, and poor Annie with sinking heart had to go away.
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n.(织物)质地;(材料)构造;结构;肌理 | |
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