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CHAPTER EIGHT

emeralds, too, which would look entrancing round your white neck."
He got to his feet suddenly and glanced towards the door on to the outer deck. It was closed, the men were still singing; overhead they would hear the slow steps of the officer of the watch.
" I will show you something," Don Miguel said.
He crossed the room and, taking a picture from the wall, laid it on the floor. The panelling behind the picture was the same as the rest of the room. He pressed a secret spring and a portion of it flew open. It was a place of hiding skilfully contrived so that no one could guess of it.
Lizbeth gave a little gasp of excitement. From the hole in the panel Don Miguel took a carved and ornamented box. It was padlocked and he drew from around his neck a ribbon on which hung a gold key. The small padlock, which was also made of gold, opened, and now the lid of the box was turned back and Lizbeth gave a cry of sheer astonishment, for the box was filled with jewels of every sort and description.
There were pearls of all sizes and shapes, some strung, some just as they had been taken from the oyster. There were great sapphires set in carved silver and a necklace of emeralds set in gold, which Don Miguel held for her to see. It was the loveliest thing she had ever seen. Instinctively her hands went out towards it.
" I would like to see it against your neck," he said.
" They are lovely," Lizbeth exclaimed, not really listening to him. "I have never seen such big emeralds before."
" There is a bracelet and ring as well," Don Miguel told her.
"They seem to have a strange fire," Lizbeth said.
" But that is true. Do you not know that the fire in an emerald is the reflection of the fire in a man's heart when he sees the woman he really loves?" Don Miguel asked. "Rubies are for passion, but in Spain emeralds stand for a love that is greater than passion."
As he spoke, he drew the ring from the box-a great, square-cut emerald with a shaft of gold carved in a strange, tortuous design. Don Miguel reached out and took Lizbeth's

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