"I don't think jewels would count for much in my ideas of happiness." "It is not so much the jewels, my dear, in themselves, but the envy they would excite in every other woman." "I don't think I can understand that feeling, Mrs.Doolan.I can understand that there might be a satisfaction in being envied for being the happiest woman, or the most tastefully dressed woman, or even the prettiest woman, though that after all is a mere accident, but not for having the greatest number of bright stones, however valuable.

I don't think the most lovely set of diamonds ever seen would give me as much satisfaction as a few choice flowers." "Ah, but that is because you are quite young," Mrs.Doolan said.

"Eve was tempted by an apple, but Eve had not lived long.

You see, an apple will tempt a child, and flowers a young girl.

Diamonds are the bait of a woman." "You would not care for diamonds yourself, Mrs.Doolan ?" "I don't know, my dear; the experiment was never tried--bog oak and Irish diamonds have been more in my line.