She stood sketching on the tablecloth, with her face clouded and set, and was silent.

“Because,” said Alfred, “I am disposed to be sentimental myself, on your appropriation of the jewels and the money, Mr. Boffin. As our little Georgiana said, three five-pound notes are better than nothing, and if you sell a necklace you can buy things with the produce.”

“ If you sell it,” was Mr. Boffin’s comment, as he put it in his pocket.