"Look here," he said, "would you care to give me anything on this? I shall be getting it out some day."
He threw on the counter a gold bangle.
"Ten shillings," said the pawnbroker.
"Dirty dog!" said the man, and walked out.
"Old X. round the corner'll give him a pound for it," said the pawnbroker calmly. "He's rather low in bangles."
A well-dressed young man in a great hurry rushed in and detached a watch from his chain:
"I've never done this before!" he said. "But I want some money quickly."
It was a good watch, thin as a wafer. Gold.
"Two pounds?"
"Right!" Off he rushed.