Him also for the preservation of his own honour. Thus he spent the night till day was near: then he bent over Osra, and looked once more on her: and he took up the ruby necklace and laid it lightly about her neck. Feeling the touch of it, cool and wet from the dew, she again opened her eyes, and, putting her knuckles in them, she rubbed gently; and she gasped a gentle yawn, saying: "Heigho, I am sleepy!" and sat up. And she said:
"Are you not sleepy, my lord?"
"I am on watch, madame," said Lord Harry Culverhouse.
As the Princess sat up, the ruby necklace fell from her neck into her lap. Seeing it, she held it up to him, saying:
"Take it again, and go to your own home. I am sure you gave too great a price for it."
He smiled, for she did not know how great the price was, and he asked:
"Must I, in my turn, give back the pin that fastened your hair?"
"No, keep the pin—it is worth nothing," she smiled. "Is it safe for me to go to sleep a little longer?"
"Who would harm you, madame? Even I have not harmed you."
