One alone, long-limbed Mea, though quiet and meek, gazed with envy at the young negro's necklace and Saba's collar, and with sorrow in her heart thought: "Both of them are 'the great world,' and I have only a brass ring on one leg."
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
She fastened the necklace.
"Fortitude"
Hugh Walpole
It is the necklace!
"The Maid of Maiden Lane"
Amelia E. Barr