The next night as Mr and Mrs Bumble went to meet Monks there was a terrible storm. They were soon wet through. Monk's note had told them to go to an old building by a river. They found the old building and knocked on the door. Monks opened the door at once. He looked at Mrs Bumble. I think you have something for me, Monks said, with an evil smile. 'Come in, The Bumble followed Monks into a dark little room. They sat down. Monks spoke first. 'Now madam' nearly twelve years ago, you stole a gold locket'.
'No, No The girl gave me the locket. I was keeping it for the child. But he ran away. If you want the locket,give me 25. Show me the locket first' Mrs Bumble put a small leather bag on the table. Now give me the money she said. Wait said Monks. He opened the bag and took out the gold locket. Monks opened it carefully and looked inside. Two pieces of hair and a gold wedding-ring he said The name Agnes is written inside the ring Mrs Bumble said quickly. And a date. The child was born less than a year after that date.