Rosa's contained her mother's diamond ring, and Flora's was her mother's gold watch, in the back of which was set a small locket-miniature of her father.

Then pale and pain-fretted, heavy-eyed and weary, feebly half-lying in a great chair, still,an unheeded locket scarce held by his thin fingers, his forehead wrinkled with cruel twinges, the sweet bowed lines of his lips twisted in whimpering puckers, the curls upon his vein-traced temples unnaturally bright, as with clamminess,a painful picture for a mother's eyes!

Show us the locket wot you stole, Sam!" "Showusthediamond locket!" ses Peter.