All my jewellery is sold also." He glanced at her hand.

"You have still that ring," he said.
She looked at it.

It was a hoop of gold set with emeralds of considerable value which her husband had given her before marriage and always insisted upon her wearing.

In fact, it had been bought with the money which he borrowed from Dirk van Goorl.
"Take it," she said, smiling for the first time, and drawing off the ring she passed it over to him.

He turned his head aside as he stretched his hand towards the trinket lest his face should betray the shame which even he must feel.
"If your child should be a son," he muttered, "tell him that his father had nothing but a piece of advice to leave him; that he should never touch a dice-box." "Are you going away then ?" she asked.
"For a week or two I must.