But it was after Delancy had left them that Hamilton reached into the inner pocket of his waistcoat, and plucked forth a little packet of tissue paper, which he unrolled with a touch that was half-caressing. Of a sudden, Cicily, watching, uttered a cry of delight.
"You cared—so much?" she questioned, with shy eagerness, as she put out her left hand.
The husband slipped the wedding-ring to its place.
"I cared so much," he said softly; "and infinitely more!"
The amber eyes of the wife were veiled with tears, as she lifted them to his.
"Oh, thank God, it is back again!" she whispered.