They would have made a jeweller's fortune if he could have put them in a gold setting, and sold them for sapphires.
"The rings are somewhere round.

I'm sure I can find them; but if I can't, will it be very wrong not to tell, when 'twouldn't make the least difference, and auntie never wears 'em?
Ought never to have 'em at all; ought to have the ornaments of meek and quiet spirits, instead of rings.
"Prudy would think 'twas awful not to tell; but Prudy can't say anything to me.

Didn't she get mad yesterday, real, shaky mad?
'Twas a great deal wickeder for her than it is for me--her disposition is real good, and mine was born awful.

So Prudy can't say a word to me about anything I do.
"And I declare, who wants to eat olives and fried pork?
Prudy wouldn't like it any better'n I do.

She would _think_ she'd tell, but p'haps she wouldn't any quicker'n me.
"All just for two old rings, that never did me any good, and didn't have much of a time keeping house, either." "Dotty Dimple, you here ?" said Prudy, appearing at her sister's elbow, like an accusing angel.