picking out to glisten upon. It seemed pretty big. But of course from a distance one couldn't tell, and maybe it was a fake.
Oh! Lillian suddenly thought of something. She raised her hand and examined the ring which Hubert had given her almost two years before. It had twenty diamonds, but they were very small. Still they looked like good diamonds, and there were those four strips of sapphire. It must be worth something. It was impossible for her to make a guess at its value. At different times she had appraised it all the way from fifty dollars to five hundred. At any rate she could certainly get thirty-five for it, and that would see the rent paid. And paid this evening. She hated to part with the ring. She was fond of it. Still, the hot months of inactivity and bad business would soon be over. In the autumn things would loosen up, business men would become brisk and wide awake. They would take on other men to help them meet the prosperous money-spending months. Hubert could get a position then and he would buy her another ring. Maybe a better one.
Lillian decided not to sell the ring unless the pawning value was too small. She had to have thirty-five dollars. Even a little more would be handy. There was the electric bill and always the little matter of eating.
She wished that she had her Nash. She hated to use the subway on a hot day like this. It would be so convenient to dash down in the roadster. But then if she had the roadster, she remembered, there would be no occasion for going downtown today.
She felt that there really must be pawn-shops on One
