A hole was bored through it, and it was suspended from her neck by a chain of twisted hair.
"Let me look at it," said Judith taking the coin.

"Who gave you this ?" she asked, in an altered tone.
"My father ?" replied Nizza; "I have just told you so.

It was my mother's." "Impossible!" exclaimed Judith! "Have you ever seen it before ?" inquired Nizza, astonished at the change in the nurse's manner.
"I have," replied Judith, "and in very different hands." "You surprise me," cried Nizza.

"Explain yourself, I beseech you." "Not now--not now," cried Judith, hastily returning the coin.

"And this is to be mine in case I cure the youth ?" "I have said so," replied Nizza.
"Then make yourself easy," rejoined Judith; "he shall be well again in less than two days." With this, she set a pan on the fire, and began to prepare a poultice, the materials for which she took from a small oaken chest in one corner of the vault.