"I have never forgotten it," she said, in a voiceless whisper.
He took her hands, separated them, held up the left before her eyes.
"Never?" he said. "Be careful what you say to me."
She looked up with a flash of the old quick pride.
"I have spoken the truth," she said. "Why should I be careful?"
He dropped her hand.
"What have you done with your wedding-ring?"
"I—lost it." Nan's voice and eyes sank together. "It was an accident," she said. "We dropped it in the lake."
"We?" said Piet.
She made a little hopeless gesture.