One evening after the shop was closed, while they were examining the goods, and comparing the sales with the entries in the day-book, Coulson suddenly inquired-- 'By the way, Hester, does thee know where the parcel of best bandanas is gone?
There was four left, as I'm pretty sure, when I set off to Sandsend; and to-day Mark Alderson came in, and would fain have had one, and I could find none nowhere.' 'I sold t' last to-day, to yon sailor, the specksioneer, who fought the press-gang same time as poor Darley were killed.

He took it, and three yards of yon pink ribbon wi' t' black and yellow crosses on it, as Philip could never abide.

Philip has got 'em i' t' book, if he'll only look.' 'Is he here again ?' said Philip; 'I didn't see him.

What brings him here, where he's noan wanted ?' 'T' shop were throng wi' folk,' said Hester, 'and he knew his own mind about the handkercher, and didn't tarry long.

Just as he was leaving, his eye caught on t' ribbon, and he came back for it.