Every pocket was visited, apparently in vain.
"Barbara, I think it is gone.

I must have lost it somehow." Her heart beat as she stood there, silently looking up at him in the moonlight.

_Was_ it lost?
_What_ had it been?
But, upon a second search, he came upon something in the pocket of his coat-tail.

"Here it is, I believe; what brought it there ?" He opened a small box, and taking out a long, gold chain, threw it around her neck.
A locket was attached to it.
Her cheeks' crimson went and came; her heart beat more rapidly.

She could not speak a word of thanks; and Mr.Carlyle took up the roll, and walked on into the presence of Mrs.Hare.
Barbara followed in a few minutes.