It was enclosed in a black rough case.

This being of the time of Henry the Eighth, and containing the arms of my family connections, I value far above a few forks, or a few dozens.

It cannot be worth sixpence to whoever has it.

One of the engravings was a greyhound with an arrow through him, a crest of my grandmother's, whose maiden name was Noble.
If you pass by, pray ask about it--not that I am ever disappointed at the worst result of an inquiry.

I am afraid the ladies of your house will think me imprudent; and what must be their opinion, if you let it transpire that I have furthermore invested a part of my scrip in the beaver trade.