She did not want to look any further.

She did not even turn over such of the torn pieces as had fluttered to earth face downwards.
Opening the front of her bodice she brought to light a small gold locket containing miniatures of her father and mother.

Inside this receptacle she carefully placed the three really material portions of the sailor's letter.

When Jenks walked down the hill again he heard her singing long before he caught sight of her, sedulously tending the fire.
As he came near he perceived the remains of his useless document.

He stooped and gathered them up, forthwith throwing them among the glowing logs.
"By the way, what were you writing whilst I had my bath ?" inquired Iris, demurely.
"Some information about the mine.