She had not very much money actually upon
her, and the remainder of her precious three hundred was locked up
in a bank in Skeaton, but it was a bank that had, she knew, branches
in London. She looked in her purse and found that she had three
pounds, twelve shillings and sixpence. Martin must have his meals
upon something other than paper, so the probability was that there
was crockery of a kind in his room--or perhaps Mrs. Brandon supplied
it. Nevertheless Maggie's first purchases were a blue teapot, two
blue plates, and two blue cups and saucers.
As to food she must get something that could be cooked easily on his
fire. She bought three of the freshest possible eggs, half a dozen
sausages, a loaf of bread, half a pound of butter, two pots of jam,
one pot of marmalade, some apples, a pound of tea, a pound of sugar.
"This will do as a start," she said to herself.
She was just about to turn into Lynton Street when she stopped at a
flower shop. In the window, smiling at her most fragrantly under the
gas-light was a white hyacinth in a blue pot. It seemed to speak to
her with, the same significance as once the ring with the three
pearls; as though it said: "You've got to use me.
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