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Chapter 1

           

           "Howverybeautifulthesegemsare!"saidDorothea,underanewcurrentoffeeling,assuddenasthegleam."Itisstrangehowdeeplycolorsseemtopenetrateone,likescentIsupposethatisthereasonwhygemsareusedasspiritualemblemsintheRevelationofSt.John.Theylooklikefragmentsofheaven.Ithinkthatemeraldismorebeautifulthananyofthem."

           "Andthereisabracelettomatchit,"saidCelia."Wedidnotnoticethisatfirst."

           "Theyarelovely,"saidDorothea,slippingtheringandbraceletonherfinelyturnedfingerandwrist,andholdingthemtowardsthewindowonalevelwithhereyes.Allthewhileherthoughtwastryingtojustifyherdelightinthecolorsbymergingtheminhermysticreligiousjoy.

           "YouWOULDlikethose,Dorothea,"saidCelia,ratherfalteringly,beginningtothinkwithwonderthathersistershowedsomeweakness,andalsothatemeraldswouldsuitherowncomplexionevenbetterthanpurpleamethysts."Youmustkeepthatringandbraceletifnothingelse.Butsee,theseagatesareveryprettyandquiet."

           "Yes!Iwillkeepthesethisringandbracelet,"saidDorothea.Then,lettingherhandfallonthetable,shesaidinanothertone—"Yetwhatmiserablemenfindsuchthings,andworkatthem,andsellthem!"Shepausedagain,andCeliathoughtthathersisterwasgoingtorenouncetheornaments,asinconsistencysheoughttodo.

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