"Seen it since?" he asked.
"No," said the girl. "Does it matter? Even if I did drop it then, Melchard wouldn't go in there. He hadn't any horses."
"The ostler called after us, you remember. He was waving something white."
"Oh! You didn't tell me. And you'd given him half a crown!" said Amaryllis.
"Seemed a grateful sort of bloke, didn't he?" said Dick, ruefully.
"And wanted to give it back to me? Oh, Dick! Melchard was there, close by, talking to the handsome clergyman."
"Was it marked."
"An embroidery-stitched A.C. That's all," said Amaryllis.
"C doesn't stand for Bunce. Let's get out of this," said Dick Bellamy.