She nodded towards the door through which the girl with the shining dark hair had disappeared. ‘She’s beautiful—and wealthy too! Isn’t that it?’ At last the veils had been taken from her eyes. She saw Jeremy as he really was and she no longer hoped.‘Do you know who that girl is?’ he asked in a low tone. ‘She’s the sister of Slim Morgan, a Texan with more money than you’d dream about in a thousand years! He’d promised me a place in his organisation. It’s world-wide and growing every moment.’‘And there’s no place for me in your life any more,’ Briony said disconsolately. ‘I can see, Jeremy, that I didn’t understand you. I thought you were warmhearted and that everything was for laughs. You understand yourself better—you said you were going ahead. Well, this is the end, isn’t it?’ She pulled the ring from her finger and handed it to him.‘And what am I to do with this?’ Jeremy asked, looking down at the cheap little ring lying in the palm of his hand.‘You can give it to Miss Morgan,’ Briony said in a low voice.
