He heard the box unwrapped and a voice saying, “I do like it.”
“Then keep it.”
“But I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. It’s for you. It’s pretty, isn’t it? And you like pretty things.”
“I could just look at it now and then, couldn’t I? But no, it isn’t fair.”
“I don’t mind about that.
“I mean fair to me.”
He turned at that. “I don’t understand.”
“A kind of hold,” she explained.
“How could it be? I wasn’t trying to tempt you, but we’re engaged and you must have a ring.”