wouldn't if the public hadn't taken the matter up," retorted Hagar: "but they made him out a hero. Nonsense! As if Goliath was the man to forgive Vark, who intended to sell him. Well, he is free now, and rich. I dare say he'll lose all his money in dissipation. He had much better have held on to the pawn-shop, instead of giving it up to Bolker."
"Bolker is very young to have a business."
"Don't you believe it," replied Hagar, drily. "Bolker is young in years, but old in wickedness. He bought the pawn-shop business with the reward he got from Lord Deacey for recovering the diamonds. Bolker will grind down the poor of Carby's Crescent, and develop into a second Jacob Dix."
"You are glad to be away from the pawn-shop?"
"I should think so!" she replied, with a loving glance at Eustace. "I am glad to leave dirty Lambeth for the green fields of the country. I am a gipsy, and not used to the yoke of commerce. Also, my dear, I am glad to be with you always."
"Are you indeed, Mrs. Lorn?" said her husband, laughing.
"Yes, Mrs. Lorn," repeated Hagar, very sedately, "I am Mrs. Lorn now, and Hagar of the Pawn-shop, with all her adventures, is a phantom of the past."
Eustace kissed her, and then chirruped the horse onward. They passed down the lane, across the dancing shadows, and went away hopefully into the green country towards the gipsy life. Hagar of the Pawn-shop had come to her own at last.
The Bishop’s Secret
I. ‘Enter Mrs Pansey as Chorus’
IV. The Curiosity of Mr Cargrim
VII. An Interesting Conversation
X. Morning Service in the Minster
XI. Miss Whichello’s Luncheon-Party
XVI. The Zeal of Inspector Tinkler
XVIII. The Chaplain on the Warpath
XXIV. The Bishop Asserts Himself
XXVI. The Amazement of Sir Harry Brace
XXIX. The Confession of Bishop Pendle
XXXIII. Mr Baltic Explains Himself
