"The Eye?" Amber laughed. "Well—it was silly enough; but women are superstitious, you know—Sophia dropped it overboard one day as we were coming through the Mediterranean. She said she was afraid of it … and I don't know but I sympathise with her."
"I'm certain I do. And yet, in your case, it was the means of introducing you, wasn't it?… But there! It's been on the tip of my tongue a dozen times to ask, but other things got in the way…. HowisMrs. Amber?"
"You shall see for yourself," said Amber, "when we meet for dinner."