Something in the lady's aspect, as she bent her bright young face over the gift, caused mynheer to say earnestly, "I can read your thoughts, sweetheart."
She looked up in playful defiance.
"Ah, now I am sure of them! You were thinking of those noblehearted women, but for whom Prussia might have fallen. I know it by that proud light in your eye."
"The proud light in my eye plays me false, then," she answered. "I had no such grand matter in my mind. To confess the simple truth, I was only thinking how lovely this necklace would be with my blue brocade."
"So, so!" exclaimed the rather crestfallen spouse.
"But I CAN think of the other, Jasper, and it will add a deeper value to your gift. You remember the incident, do you not, Peter? How when the French were invading Prussia and for lack of means the country was unable to defend itself against the enemy, the women turned the scale by pouring their plate and jewels into the public treasury--"
Aha! thought mynheer as he met his vrouw's kindling glance. The proud light is there now, in earnest.
Peter remarked maliciously that the women had still proved true to their vanity on that occasion, for jewelry they would have. If gold or silver were wanted by the kingdom, they would relinquish it and use iron, but they could not do without their ornaments.