Poor children! he thinks, with a pitying sadness.
Finding that his watch has stopped, he turns into the jeweller's shop, to have it wound and set.

The jeweller is knowing on the subject of a bracelet, which he begs leave to submit, in a general and quite aimless way.

It would suit (he considers) a young bride, to perfection; especially if of a rather diminutive style of beauty.

Finding the bracelet but coldly looked at, the jeweller invites attention to a tray of rings for gentlemen; here is a style of ring, now, he remarks--a very chaste signet--which gentlemen are much given to purchasing, when changing their condition.

A ring of a very responsible appearance.