"This secret is ours," said he. "I have another, that even you don't know!"
"You have kept something from—me?"
"Only until I have quite dared tell you."
"Dared?"
"It isn't the mere, simple thing itself. It's the symbolism back of it. Maybe even now I'm premature in telling you. But, somehow—"
He hesitated. This man of action, hard, determined, strong, seemed afraid.
"Somehow," he added, "you and I-have come so near to each other-and tonight, here in this room where it all started, we have seemed to understand each other so well, through the revocation of the past, that—yes, I'll show you—"
He thrust a hand into his breast-pocket and brought out a small leather sack. Startled, she looked at it as he drew open the cord. He took from the sack a wondrous thing, luminous with nacreous hues.
"The Great Pearl Star," she cried. "Kaukab el Durri!"
"Yes, the Great Pearl Star, itself!"