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But they must not ask me to forget my Natalie."
She rose, still holding his hand, and stood by him, so that he could not
quite see her face. Then she said, in a very low voice indeed,
"Dearest, may I give you a ring?--you do not wear one at all--"
"But surely, Natalie, it is for me to choose a ring for you?"
"Ah, it is not that I mean," she said, quickly, and with her face
flushing. "It is a ring that will remind you of the promise you have
given me to-day--when we may not be able to see each other."


CHAPTER XXVII.
KIRSKI.

To this pale student from the Reading-room of the British Museum, as he
stands on a bridge crossing one of the smaller canals, surely the scene
around him must seem one fitted to gladden the heart; for it is Venice
at mid-day, in glowing sunlight: the warm cream-white fronts of the
marble palaces and casemented houses, the tall campanili with their
golden tips, the vast and glittering domes of the churches, all rising
fair and dream-like into the intense dark-blue of a cloudless sky.


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