Anne opened the package, and found therein the coin of Edward VII. set as a brooch and surrounded by brilliants.
"Oh, how delightful!" she said, with a true woman's appreciation of pretty things.
"It is the dearest thing in the world to me, save you, Anne," he said. "Twice that coin brought me to you. But for it I should never have been by your side now."
"No!"
She kissed the coin again and fastened it at her throat, where it glittered a pretty, odd ornament.
"You waste your kisses," cried Giles, and took her to his breast.
Transcriber's Note
Inconsistencies in spelling have been retained as in the original.