I orter to have had better sense than to let you take it out of the shop.

Now open up, and I'll help you straighten out things.

Where is it?
Come, now--no side-tracking." She had sunk down on the chair, her fingers tightly interlocked, his words stunning her like blows.

Their full meaning she missed in her dazed condition.

All she knew was that, in some way, she must defend herself.
"Mr.Mangan, will you please listen to me?
I have not pawned it, and I would never dream of doing such a thing.