It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. God gives us an equal chance; but we make ourselves. And mind, your life,—more than your life—hangs upon your choice. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself.
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