'Your own?'
'This.'
He held out the ring between his finger and thumb. She came nearer, so that she might see what it was he held, smiling all the time.
'That--that's mine!'
'It was bequeathed me by my uncle.'
'Your uncle? Impossible; it wasn't his to bequeath.'
'You know the conditions which were attached to its possession. Since you declined to give it me--'
'I did not decline.'
'I don't know what other construction you put upon your conduct of last night. I gathered that you declined. Therefore, since its immediate possession was of capital importance, I came and took it.'
'How nice of you. And you waited till you thought I was at Brighton to show your mettle? How discreet! Guy, weren't you once to have been my husband?'