'Address it,' said the captain, and he gave the address. This done, he exclaimed, 'Have you got a messenger you can trust?'
'I have my son, sir.'
The son was working upstairs. In a few minutes he was on his way to the home of the Conways, with the beautiful gift and letter in his pocket, whilst Captain Jackman, bestowing a farewell nod on the jeweller, stepped forth to take a view of the town, and to see what the little harbour was like.
CHAPTER III. THE DINNER.
Captain Jackman walked down the steep street watched by the jeweller and a hairdresser who had stepped from opposite when the captain marched off.
'A few of him would open these cliffs and let in more houses and people. God bless me! I never thought to sell it, and yet he's got a bargain.'
'What's the article?' inquired the hairdresser.
'A bracelet. It's cost him forty-five guineas. I believe he'd have given a hundred for it.'