A look of relief came over Mrs. Martin's face.
"I'd be glad if you had that valuable ring again," she said. "Have you got the money for it? It would be thirty-two shillings; thirty shillings for the loan and two shillings interest."
"Annie, we're all waiting," shouted Nan.
"Oh, do tell me the address," said Annie.
"You had better let me get the ring out of pawn for you, miss."
"No, no, I must get it to-day."
"Have you got the money, Miss Forest?"
"What would be the use of going if I hadn't?" prevaricated Annie.
"Well, but you're not going to take my young ladies to a pawnbroker's?"
"No, I promise not to take any of them; I'll go alone, quite alone. You may trust me, really. Oh, nursey, nursey, I'm in such trouble."