"Is there anyone you intend to marry?"
"Yes," said I.
"What is her name?" she asked.
"Sarah Jane McElroy."
"Wait a minute," said she, and she retired into another room. Presently
she returned and handed me a little box.
"Give this to your lady-love," said she; "when she looks at it she will
never forget that you are a brave man."
When Sarah Jane opened the box, there was a little pin with a diamond
head, and she gave a scream of delight. But I saw no reason for jumping
or crying out, for, after having seen the Signora's bracelet, this
stone seemed like a pea in a bushel of potatoes.
"I don't need anything," she said, "to remind me you are a brave man. I
am going to buy furniture with it."