It was impossible not to admire it—the arrangement was so novel and yet
of such good taste; but, though its price was double that of the pearl
necklace, Mr. Ruby did not seem to wish to force attention to it, for he
put in Lothair’s hands almost immediately the finest emerald necklace in
the world, and set in a style that was perfectly ravishing.
“The setting is from the Campana collection,” said Mr. Ruby. “They
certainly understood things in those days, but I can say that, so far as
mere workmanship is concerned, this quite equals them. I have made one
for the empress. Here is a black pearl, very rare, pear-shape, and set
in Golconda diamonds—two thousand guineas—it might be suspended to
a necklace, or worn as a locket. This is pretty,” and he offered to
Lothair a gigantic sapphire in brilliants and in the form of a bracelet.
“The finest sapphire I know is in this ring,” added Mr. Ruby, and he
introduced his visitor to a tray of precious rings. “I have a pearl
bracelet here that your lordship might like to see,” and he placed
before Lothair a case of fifty bracelets, vying with each other in
splendor.
“But what I want,” said Lothair, “are pearls.”
“I understand,” said Mr. Ruby. “This is a curious thing,” and he took
out a paper packet. “There!” he said, opening it and throwing it
before Lothair so carelessly that some of the stones ran over the glass
covering of the counter. “There, that is a thing, not to be seen every
day—packet of diamonds, bought of an Indian prince, and sent by us to
be cut and polished at Amsterdam—nothing can be done in that way except
there—and just returned—nothing very remarkable as to size, but all of
high quality—some fine stones—that for example,” and he touched one
with the long nail of his little finger; “that is worth seven hundred
guineas, the whole packet worth perhaps ten thousand pounds.”
“Very interesting,” said Lothair, “but what I want are pearls. That
necklace which you have shown me is like the necklace of a doll. I
want pearls, such as you see them in Italian pictures—Titians and
Giorgiones—such as a Queen of Cyprus would wear. I want ropes of
pearls.”
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