CHAPTER XXVI.
THE LAST HAPPY DAY OF HIS LIFE.
"Earle," said Doris, suddenly, "I hope you will keep your promise, and not mention to any person a word about this ring."
"I have never broken my word in my life," said Earle, proudly.
"Because, when Lady Estelle gave it to me, she wished me not to mention it; they would be so jealous at home. Mattie would want one like it."
Earle was indignant at this insinuation.
"You do not understand Mattie if you think that," he said. "She would be pleased in your pleasure, not envious." Doris laughed.
"You think all women are angels, Earle. I hope you may never find out your mistake."
"I hope not," he said. "Of course I will respect your wishes, and keep the most perfect silence. At the same time, I think you are rather imprudent; and any one, seeing such a valuable ring in your possession, would naturally wonder how you came by it."
"They may wonder," she said indifferently. "I know, and that is quite sufficient. Is it really valuable, Earle? What do you think it is worth?"