Mother, this gentleman has run great risks for me,--how great I did not know; even now in this one instance we can only guess and still fall short of the mark." The Princess-mother visibly stiffened with maternal authority.
"My child, without some sure sign the Prince consents, you must not go." Clementina looked towards Wogan for assistance.

Wogan put his hand into his pocket.
"That sure sign I have," said he.

"It is a surer sign than any written letter; for handwriting may always be counterfeit.

This could never be," and he held out on the palm of his hand the turquoise snuff-box which the Prince had given him on New Year's day.

"It is a jewel unique in all the world, and the Prince gave it me.