He slipped the ring up and down upon her finger, testing it.

It was as if he waited for something.
She endured his action for a few seconds, then with a deliberate movement she took her hand away.
"Thank you very much," she said conventionally.

"I wonder what made you think of a sapphire." "You like sapphires ?" he questioned.
"Of course," she returned.

Her tone was resolutely indifferent, yet something in his look made her avert her eyes abruptly.

She turned them upon the ring.