"I cannot," he replied, colouring. "I promised to wear it always." "Whom did you promise?" she asked with a flash of rage. "Was it a woman? Nay, I see, it is a man's ring, and that is well, for otherwise I would bring a curse on her, however far off she may be dwelling. Say no more and forgive my anger. A vow is a vow-keep your ring. But where is that one you used to wear in bygone days? I recall that it had a cross upon it, not this star and figure of an eagle." Now Alan remembered that his uncle owned such a ring with a cross upon it, and was frightened, for how did this woman know these things?