The wedding ring was inclined to accompany the left hand glove, but, after a second's hesitation, she replaced it.

When she appeared in the sitting-room she had discarded her jacket, a close-fitting one of a style that fastened _a la militaire_, high in the neck.

Beneath it she had been wearing a white silk blouse, and the delicate pink of her arms and throat was revealed now through its diaphanous sheen.

A string of pearls supported a diamond cross on her breast, and on her left wrist was a watch set in small diamonds and turquoises and carried by a bracelet of gold filigree.

She wore only one ring--_the_ ring--and even the slight glance which Curtis gave it brought a vivid blush to her cheeks.
"I am not a past master in the art of ordering banquets," he said cheerily, turning at once to draw her attention to the table, "but the head-waiter here is a gourmet.