It had a big D engraved on the silver top.

She said that it was the only thing that she had left except her wedding ring, and that it was to be Sister Denisa's when she was gone.

The D stands for both their names.

Hers is Desire.

She said the vinaigrette was too precious to part with as long as she lives, because her oldest brother gave it to her on her twelfth birthday, when she was exactly as old as I am.
Isn't Desire a pretty name ?" "Mademoiselle," called Monsieur Ciseaux from the next room, "mademoiselle, will you come--will you tell me--what name was that?
Desire, did you say ?" There was something so strange in the way he called that name Desire, almost like a cry, that Joyce sprang up, startled, and ran into the next room.