"How much she must have changed to be able to write me the letter she did." He opened the box and took out the little ring.

As he turned it around on the tip of his finger, he remembered that it was almost time for her to be coming home.

The house party would soon be at an end.
"Hardly worth while to send it to her," he thought.

"She will be coming home so soon.

When we are down at the seashore, I will give it to her." The letter she had written him lay open on the table before him.