"What is that hideous thing you have got on your wrist?" said the husband.
"That?" said Gwendolen, composedly, pointing to the turquoises, while she still held the glass; "it is an old necklace I like to wear. I lost it once, and someone found it for me."
With that she gave the glass again to Deronda, who immediately carried it away, and on returning said, in order to banish any consciousness about the necklace,
"It is worth while for you to go and look out at one of the windows on that side. You can see the finest possible moonlight on the stone pillars and carving, and shadows waving across it in the wind."

"What is that hideous thing you have got on your wrist?" said the husband.
"That?" said Gwendolen, composedly; "it is an old necklace I like to wear. I lost it once, and someone found it for me."
With that she gave the glass again to Deronda, who carried it away, and on returning said, in order to banish any consciousness about the necklace-
"It is worth going to look out of the windows on that side. You can see the finest possible moonlight on the stone pillars and carving."
