"But she pawned a ring to you," said Annie; "an old-fashioned gold ring with one big diamond in the middle. You lent her thirty shillings on it, and the interest is two shillings. That ring is mine. She did pawn a ring to you, did she not?"
"Die? not a bit of it, my darling. Dr. Bentinck [Pg 81]has given us quite a cheerful opinion of you. He says there is no very serious injury, and that you will be your usual self by-and-by."