It is I who am in your debt; and I have brought my arrears, in the form of this opal ring.

As for shelter near you,' he went on, lowering his voice, and speaking like her, in Syriac--'Hypatia the Gentile is far too lovely for the peace of mind of Raphael the Jew.' And he drew from his finger Miriam's ring and offered it.
'Impossible!'said Hypatia, blushing scarlet: 'I cannot accept it.' 'I beseech you.

It is the last earthly burden I have, except this snail's prison of flesh and blood.

My dagger will open a crack through that when it becomes intolerable.

But as I do not intend to leave my shell, if I can help it, except just when and how I choose, and as, if I take this ring with me, some of Heraclian's Circumcellions will assuredly knock my brains out for the sake of it-I must entreat.' 'Never! Can you not sell the ring, and escape to Synesius?
He will give you shelter.' 'The hospitable hurricane! Shelter, yes; but rest, none.