They were her only ornament of any kind, but they were superb.
Connie looked at herself uneasily in the glass.
"I suppose I oughtn't to wear them," she said doubtfully.
"Why ?" said Nora, staring with all her eyes.

"They're lovely!" "I suppose girls oughtn't to wear such things.

I--I never have worn them, since--mamma's death." "They belonged to her ?" "Of course.

And to papa's mother.

She bought them in Rome.