That's just it, Harry dear—you don't.
Gioconda.
I came to ask you something... [Producing a ring.
Ever seen A ring like this? Not a bad sort of green.
[Producing a ring.
Hilda (taking it).
Emeralds! I worship emeralds. They enthrone
All the luxuriant summer in a stone.
Do let me just see how it looks! The third
Finger, I think, is generally preferred?
How splendid! Won't she be delighted?
Gioconda.
Who?
Hilda.
Your dear Aunt Kate.