"You have one that has troubled my peace of
mind for some time, but I have something to take its place," and as he took
her hand in his the flash of a ring told Dexie his intention.
"Oh, Guy! wait! I cannot let you put that on yet. I am afraid to trust
myself that much to-night; it is all so sudden, Guy!"
"My darling! what do you fear? You are not afraid to trust yourself to my
keeping when you know I love you?" and he drew her closer, as he looked
down into her eyes.
"No, Guy, but it is all so new and strange that I hardly know myself. You
know I accepted a ring once before when I ought not to have done so, but I
wore it honestly lately, Guy; I did, truly."
"Tell me about it, Dexie, and clear up the mystery. The ring has a story,
one that has given me much trouble of mind."
"I think your trouble was imaginary, Guy," smiling. "The ring, in the first
place, did not signify an engagement, though it was the sign of a promise
which Lancy Gurney and I made to each other. He was to ask me again to
marry him at the end of a year, unless during that time we found there was
someone else we liked better.
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