"Not a bit of it," said Tamzine peremptorily: and reasonably enough, since she knew where it was.
"I will help you look for it to-morrow," said Agnes kindly.
"Truly, I am beholden to you," replied Jane. "I would give a gold half-angel to know where it were."
"Give it me," said Tamzine, holding out her hand. "I am going to-morrow even to see the White Witch of Bermondsey."
"Wait and see if the locket be found afore the even," wisely suggested Marion.
"Won't be," said Tamzine.
Jane, whose chief failing was being too easily led, paid over the five shillings to Tamzine without taking Marion's advice.
"We must be early abed, maids," said Lady Anne, rising, with a weary air. "We must needs be stirring early, and 'tis now so late the night shall not be long."
She turned away from them, to go to her own chamber, with a hollow cough which smote painfully on Agnes Marston's heart.
"Not long!" she said to herself, in another sense. "No, dear, gentle, suffering maiden—the night will not be long!"