Lauriston. "How much do you want on this?" she asked.



CHAPTER TWO


MRS. GOLDMARK'S EATING-HOUSE

Lauriston thrust his hands in his pockets and looked at the girl in sheer
perplexity. She was a very pretty, dark girl, nearly as tall as himself,
slender and lissom of figure, and decidedly attractive. There was evident
sense of fun and humour in her eyes, and about the corners of her lips: he
suddenly got an idea that she was amused at his embarrassment.

"How much can you lend me?" he asked. "What--what's it worth?"

"No, that's not it!" she answered. "It's--what do you want to borrow?
You're not used to pledging things, are you?"

"No," replied Lauriston. "This is the first time. Can--can you lend me a
few pounds?"

The girl picked up the watch again, and again, examined it.

"I'll lend you three pounds fifteen on it," she said suddenly, in
business-like tones. "That do?"

"Thank you," replied Lauriston. "That'll do very well--I'm much obliged. I
suppose I can have it back any time."