"0h! sir!" exclaimed poor Mrs. Newton, but the tears streamed down, andshe could not say a word more. And there Fanny sat gazing on the half-sovereign, as if she was half stupefied.

"Well, take up that bit of gold, and do what you like with it," exclaimedthe fat gentleman; "and then run off to sell your flowers, for wemust not be idle because we have got enough for to-day. But do whatyou like with that money."

Fanny rose up from her seat, and looking somewhat much as if she wasmoving inside her sleep, with her wondering eyes fixed on the shiningpiece that lay inside her arm, she walked sluggyly over to Mrs. Newton,and putting it into hers, exclaimed,--