I want you to look them all over," Gray urged.
Mrs.Briskow acted upon this invitation only after she had dried her hands, and then with trepidation.

Gingerly, reverently she removed a ring from its resting place and held it up to the light.

"My! Ain't it sparkly ?" she gasped, after an ecstatic pause.
Again the girl spoke, her eyes fixed defiantly upon Gray.

"You could fool us easy, 'cause we never saw _real_ di'mon's.

We've allus been too pore." The man nodded.