that, at any rate in this case, those tremendous promises
would be kept.

He had been afraid that the Dean would make an
address, or at the least would say a few words that
would reduce some of the tiny congregation to tears.
But Dr. Haworth was too wise for that, and perhaps
he knew that nothing he could say could improve on
the _Beati_omnes._

And it was then, towards the close of that wedding
ceremony, that Sir Jacques suddenly made up his
mind what should be the words graven inside what he
intended should be his wedding gift to Rose Blake --
that gift was a fine old-fashioned ruby ring, the only
one of his mother's jewels he possessed, and the words
he then chose in his own mind were those of the
Psalmist, "O well is thee, and happy shalt thou be."

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