Camilla, opening the case, saw the locket, and perceived under the crystal a light knot of braided hair. But while she looked at it, he hurried into the house. She ran after him, and insisted upon an explanation, declaring it to be utterly impossible that the locket and the half guinea should belong to the same person. 'You must not then,' he said, 'be angry, if you find I have managed, at last, but aukwardly. When I came to the library, the master of the raffle told me it was against all rule to refund a subscription.' He stopt. 'The half guinea you put into my hand, then,' cried she, colouring, 'was your own?' 'My dear Miss Camilla, there is no other occasion upon which I would have hazarded such a liberty; but as the money was for a charity, and as I had undertaken what I could not perform, I rather ventured to replace it, than suffer the poor objects for whom it was destined, to miss your kind intention.' 'You have certainly done right,' said she (feeling for her purse); 'but you must not, for that reason, make me a second time do wrong.' 'You will not so much hurt me?' replied he, gravely; 'you will not reprove me as if I were a stranger, a mere common acquaintance? Where could the money have been so well bestowed? It is not you, but those poor people who are in my debt. So many were the chances against your gaining the prize, that it was an event I had not even taken into consideration: I had merely induced you to leave the shop, that you might not have the surprise of finding your name was not withdrawn; the rest was accident; and surely you will not punish me that I have paid to the poor the penalty of my own ill weighed officiousness?' Camilla put up her purse, but, with some spirit, said: 'There is another way to settle the matter which cannot hurt you; if I do not pay you my half guinea, you must at least keep the fruits of your own.' And she returned him the locket. 'And what,' cried he, laughing 'must I do with it? would you have me wear it myself?' 'Give it,' answered she, innocently, 'to Indiana.' 'No;' replied he, (reddening and putting it down upon a table,) but _you_ may, if you believe her value will be greater than your own for the hair of your two sisters.' Camilla, surprised, again looked at it, and recognized the hair of Lavinia and Eugenia. 'And how in the world did you get this hair?' 'I told them both the accident that had happened, and begged them to contribute their assistance to obtain your pardon.' 'Is it possible,' cried she, with vivacity, 'you could add to all your trouble so kind a thought?' and, without a moment's further hesitation, she accepted the prize, returning him the most animated thanks, and flying to Eugenia to inquire further into the matter, and then to her uncle, to shew him her new acquisition. Sir Hugh, like herself, immediately said: 'But why did he not give it to Indiana?'