Family -- Juvenile fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction
"To Captain Rupert Valentine. He is in the Guards. Would you like to
see his photograph?"
I murmured something. Lady Ursula stretched out her hand to a table
which stood near, took up a morocco case, which she opened, and showed
me the dark, slightly supercilious face of a handsome man of about
thirty.
"Don't you admire his expression?" she said. "Isn't it firm? Doesn't
he look like the sort of hero a girl would be proud to obey?"
"That depends on the girl," I answered.
"Good gracious, there isn't a girl in the kingdom who would not be proud
to be engaged to Rupert Valentine."
"I hope you will be very happy, Lady Ursula."
"There is not the least doubt on that point. We are to be married
immediately after Christmas. Now comes the real point of my confidence.
Rupert gave me an engagement ring exactly like yours, so like, that
only the closest observer could detect a difference. The ring belonged
to his mother, and he valued it above all other earthly things."
"Yes," I said; I was really interested at last.
"Yesterday I lost the ring. I don't know how. I was out driving, and I
may have pulled it off with my glove when I was shopping. I went to
Madame Leroy's among other places. When I came back my ruby ring was
gone. I cannot conceive how it vanished. I went very nearly mad on the
spot, I really did. I dared not face Rupert, and tell him his
engagement ring was lost. All search was made for its recovery, but in
vain. Nurse took the carriage round, and went from shop to shop to try
and get some trace of it. In the end she visited Madame Leroy. I was
to meet Rupert at a friend's house last night. While nurse was at
Madame Leroy's your ring was brought in. Imagine her astonishment and
rapture! Here was a mode of deliverance for me in case my own ring was
never recovered. I wore your ruby ring last night, Miss Lindley, and
Captain Valentine noticed it, and said that beautiful as he had always
known his mother's rubies to be, he had never seen them flash as they
did on my finger last night. How relieved I felt, and how certain that
you would let me buy the ring from you. You will, now that I have
confided my trouble to you, won't you?"
"I am sorry," I said, "but I must repeat the words I have used already
so often. I cannot part with the ruby ring. It was left to me by an
old cousin of mine, and when I received it I was particularly requested
never to part with it. I am sorry for you, Lady Ursula, but I must ask
you to give me my ring, and let me go."
Lady Ursula put her hands behind her.
"You are a cruel, selfish girl," she said angrily.
"No, Lady Ursula, I am not cruel. The world, which has been so gentle
to you, has blown many hard rough winds on my face, but they have never
made me cruel. And as to being selfish, why should I part with my one
ewe-lamb?"
"Oh, dear!" said Lady Ursula.
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