"I know it; it's been years in that box Mr. Chapin held for me."
"But before that. When I first came to live with Mrs. Pell, she always wore a pin stuck in the front of her dress. Once I took it out, it looked so silly, you know. She blew me up terribly, and said if I ever disturbed her things again she'd discharge me. And I gave it back to her—I had stuck it in my own dress—and she wore it for a short time more, and then she didn't wear it. Even then, I wouldn't have thought anything much about it, but a maid who lived here before I did, said she lost a pin once that had been in the waist of Mrs. Pell's gown and they had an awful time about it."
"Did they find it?"
"I don't know. I think not. I think she took another pin for a 'Luck.' Why, Polly knew about it. She said when she heard what Mrs. Pell had left to you, that it might be the lucky pin."
"Oh, what foolishness! Well, Agnes, have you really got the pin that Aunt Ursula left to me?"
"Yes, ma'am, as soon as I saw you throw it away, I watched my chance to go and pick it up before Polly could get it."
"Do you want to keep it?"
"Not if you want it, Miss Iris. If not, I'd like to have it. I suppose it's superstitious, but it seems lucky to me."
"Go and get it, Agnes, and let me see it."