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XXVI. Scene on the Verge of the Hay-Mead

           

           "IhavenotjustatpresentIamabouttogetanewone."

           "No.Youshallbegivenone.Yesyoushall.Agift,MissEverdeneagift."

           Andbeforesheknewwhattheyoungmanwasintending,aheavygoldwatchwasinherhand.

           "Itisanunusuallygoodoneforamanlikemetopossess,"hequietlysaid."Thatwatchhasahistory.Pressthespringandopentheback."

           Shedidso.

           "Whatdoyousee?"

           "Acrestandamotto."

           "Acoronetwithfivepoints,andbeneath,Ceditamorrebus’Loveyieldstocircumstance.’It’sthemottooftheEarlsofSevern.Thatwatchbelongedtothelastlord,andwasgiventomymother’shusband,amedicalman,forhisusetillIcameofage,whenitwastobegiventome.ItwasallthefortunethateverIinherited.Thatwatchhasregulatedimperialinterestsinitstimethestatelyceremonial,thecourtlyassignation,pompoustravels,andlordlysleeps.Nowitisyours."

           "But,SergeantTroy,IcannottakethisIcannot!"sheexclaimed,withround-eyedwonder."Agoldwatch!Whatareyoudoing?Don’tbesuchadissembler!"

           Thesergeantretreatedtoavoidreceivingbackhisgift,whichsheheldoutpersistentlytowardshim.Bathshebafollowedasheretired.

           "Keepitdo,MissEverdenekeepit!"saidtheerraticchildofimpulse."Thefactofyourpossessingitmakesitworthtentimesasmuchtome.Amoreplebeianonewillanswermypurposejustaswell,andthepleasureofknowingwhoseheartmyoldonebeatsagainstwell,Iwon’tspeakofthat.Itisinfarworthierhandsthaneverithasbeeninbefore.

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