"Wonderful!" he said.

"Wonderful! Do not tear up that piece of rice-paper, Miss Derrick," he added, taking it from her.

"The crescent was wrapped in it, and I will put it round it again.
All these stones want polishing, and many of them resetting.

They ought not to be tumbled together in this way in a bag, with nothing to prevent them scratching each other.

See, Ralph, here is a clasp broken; and here are some loose stones; and this star has no clasp at all.