"I found this in the same box where the sketches were," she added, putting it in his outstretched palm. "My father gave it to me when I was a boy," he said in an offhand voice. His long fingers closed around it, and he slipped it into his pocket. "I think it may be very valuable," Elizabeth said, imagining the sorts of improvements he could make to his home and lands if he chose to sell the ring. "As a matter of fact," Ian drawled blandly, "it's completely worthless."