What were Dotty's feelings as she stood there looking on?
The gas-light seemed to turn the glittering diamonds into points of flame; but Dotty could not help gazing.
Why, what was that?
Did her eyes deceive her?
That ring with glass raspberry seeds! And, O, was it possible?
The one like a drop of blood with ice frozen over it! Both there.
She learned afterwards that Mrs.Fixfax had found the rings in the bottom of the ivory bathing-tub, where Fly had had her "turkey wash." Hark! Auntie was counting: "One, two, three, four.

All safe.

Not that I supposed any one would meddle with my cabinet, of course." "Auntie," burst forth Dotty, her face tingling with shame, "_I_ did.

I wore two of those rings, and lost 'em off my thumbs.

I don't see how they ever came back in that cabinet, for the only thing I know certain true is, I never put 'em there.