"Indeed, truly I won't," said Margot. "I thought you'd like to have them, but you evidently don't. Will your house be very nice, Auntie Norah?"
"It will be elegant, child. Not a tumble-down place like this."
"There never was a place so perfect as Desmondstown," said Margot.
"Our little house won't be so big, but it will be sweet and fresh and pure," said Auntie Norah. "I can't bear gawds of any sort."
"Can't you, auntie? I should have thought you loved them."
"You don't know me a bit, Margot. I always felt you didn't."
Margot smiled faintly and was silent. After a very long pause she said slowly:
"Thank you very much for showing me the ring; and I hope you'll keep your word about telling granddad to-morrow."
"We're going to tell Uncle Fergus," said Norah. "He'll break the news to your grandfather."