and shops, changed the current of her thoughts, and brought the more sober reflection that she had no money in her pocket, and that it was a matter of urgent necessity to obtain some if she meant to reach Liverpool and start for South Africa. The fare, she knew, was about seven shillings, and though she hoped to be able to embark on board ship almost immediately after her arrival at the port, she supposed she would require something in the way of food on the journey. It went to her heart to be obliged to sell her beautiful gold watch, but in the circumstances it seemed the only thing to be done, and she braced her mind to part with it. She had no previous experience of selling things, so, choosing out the best jeweller's shop in the High Street, she marched blithely in, and taking off her watch and chain laid them upon the counter.
"Yes, Miss; want repairing, I suppose?" enquired the assistant who came to attend to her.
"No, they're in perfectly good order; but I wish to sell them. What price can you give me for them?" returned Gipsy confidently.
The man looked at her in decided astonishment, then pushed back the watch across the counter with a marked decrease of civility.
"We don't do that kind of business," he replied shortly.
"Won't you buy it then?" asked Gipsy in accents of blank disappointment.
"No; it's not in our line at all."
"Then where should I be able to sell it?"
"I couldn't say; probably at a secondhand shop. We only deal in new articles."
