"Don't look so tragic," she added, again with the pleasant smile.

"It must be very distressing to you, but--you will soon fly again." Her lips twitched tremulously.

"I can't fly," she said.
She took the ring from her neck.

She took it off its ribbon.
"I brought it," she said, "to let you put it on my finger.

I thought you would want to do that," she said.
"Grizel," he cried, "can we not be as we have been ?" "No," she answered.
"It would all come right, Grizel.