At length Mr.Wyvern's voice roused her; she stood up and reached her book; but she had wholly forgotten that the ring lay upon it, and was only reminded by a glimpse of it rolling away on the shelf, rolling to the back of the cupboard.

But it did not stop there; surely it was the ring that she heard fall down below, behind the large sliding door.

She had a sudden fright lest it should be lost, and stooped at once to search for it.
She drew back the door, pushed aside the buffets, then groped in the darkness.

She touched the ring.

But something else lay there; it seemed a long piece of thick paper, folded.