Since we mean to ride to London shortly, this were no bad time to furnish yourself with such things as you need for the journey." Edward roused himself with an effort, and shook off the melancholy which had crept over his face as he listened to the talk round the table.

The peddler's wares were being unpacked and handed round for inspection in a free and easy fashion enough; but the man made no objection, and only kept a pretty keen watch upon his property, glancing from time to time at the stranger youth with rather marked scrutiny, which, however, the latter did not observe.
There was a riding dress amongst the goods of the peddler somewhat similar to the one recently purchased by Paul, and Edward decided upon the purchase of it, if he could come to terms with the man.

He and Paul both desired to make some present to the bride, and picked out, the one an elegant high-peaked headdress, such as the ladies of the day loved to wear, though satirists made merry at the expense of their "exalted horns;" the other, some of the long gold pins to fasten both cap and hair which were equally acceptable as an adjunct to a lady's toilet.
Edward brought his purchases over to the corner where the peddler had ensconced himself, and addressed him in a low tone: "See here, my good fellow.

I am a wanderer from foreign parts; and my servant, who had charge of my moneybag, lost his life, I fear me, in trying to effect the landing on these shores, which I was lucky enough to manage in safety.

Thus it comes about that I have but little gold about me.