A stranger, without some strong motive, could
scarcely have had so much interest in him as he appeared to have.
"Had she any jewels--ornaments of any kind?" asked Dalhousie, after the
silence had grown disagreeable to him.
"She had," replied Jaspar, stopping suddenly in his perambulation of the
room, and speaking with an eagerness which betrayed his anxiety to
obtain more evidence. "Were any found upon her person?"
"You are a man of honor, Mr. Dumont, and, if I disclose to you a
thoughtless indiscretion of my own, you will not, of course, expose
me?" said Dalhousie, with, hesitation, and apparent want of confidence.
"Of course not," replied Jaspar, impatiently. "What has this to do with
the matter?"
"Did your niece wear a ring?"
"Yes, a mourning ring."
"Do you know the ring? Could you identify it?"
"Certainly," replied Jaspar, who remembered having seen an ornament of
this description on the finger of Emily.
"Will you describe it to me, if you please?"
But Jaspar had reckoned without his host. The details of a piece of
jewelry were matters entirely foreign to his taste.
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