“How mush do you wantsh?” asked the woman.
“I think they are worth three pounds, but you may have them for two,” replied Annella, hesitatingly.
“Two poundsh!! You are jokinsh,” said the Jewess turning the half-worn dresses over in disdain.
“What will you give me for them, then?” inquired Annella, impatiently.
“Five shillingsh for the lotsh.”
“That will not do,” said Annella, beginning to tie up her bundle.
“Stopsh, stopsh, letsh talk a little more,” said the woman, detaining her customer.
Annella paused, and a little more bargaining ensued, in which, as a matter of course, Annella was cheated. Impatient to be off, she closed the sale, disposing of her wardrobe for the sum of ten shillings, and left the house.
Keeping nearly due north, she walked on until in due course of time she reached the King’s-cross Railway station.
It was now nine o’clock.