He looked toward the bag and bundle.
Pinky sat down upon the floor and hurriedly unlocked the traveling-bag.
Thrusting in her hand, she drew out first a muslin nightgown and threw it down, then a light shawl, a new barege dress, a pair of slippers, collars, cuffs, ribbons and a variety of underclothing, and last of all a small Bible and a prayer-book.

These latter she tossed from her with a low derisive laugh, which was echoed by her companion, Miss Peter.
The bundle was next opened, and the cloth sacque, the hat, the boots and stockings and the collar and cuffs thrown upon the floor with the contents of the bag.
"How much ?" asked Pinky, glancing up at the man.
They were the first words that had been spoken.

At this the man knit his brows in an earnest way, and looked business.

He lifted each article from the floor, examined it carefully and seemed to be making a close estimate of its value.

The traveling-bag was new, and had cost probably five dollars.