She had come to think and resolve for herself; she was becoming wayward and fanciful; she no longer deferred to Mark's opinion, but held her own, and was capable of being vexed at his decisions.

At any rate, her relations with Mark had changed rapidly, and Mrs.Cunningham considered this little outburst of pettishness to be a good omen for her hopes, and very much better than if they had continued on their old footing of affectionate cousins.
Mark went back again to the lawyer's, and had a long talk with Mr.
Prendergast over the lost treasure.

The old lawyer scoffed at the idea that there could be any danger associated with the bracelet.
"Men in India, I suppose, get fanciful," he said, "and imbibe some of the native superstitions.

The soldier who got them from the man who stole them was stabbed.

He might have been stabbed for a thousand reasons, but he had the bracelet on his mind.