Mac nodded. He put the cigar in his teeth and pushed back the chair. Wait here a minute, he said.
John Grady listened to him going down the hall to his room. When he came back he sat down and placed a gold ring on the table.
That’s been in my dresser drawer for three years. It aint doin nobody any good there and it never will. We talked about everything and we talked about that ring. She didnt want it put in the ground. I want you to take it.
Sir I dont think I can do that.
Yes you can. I’ve already thought of everything you could possibly say on the subject so rather than go over it item by item let’s just save the aggravation and you put it in your pocket and come Tuesday you put it on that girl’s finger. You might need to get it resized. The woman that wore it was a beautiful woman. You can ask anybody, it wasnt just my opinion. But what you saw wouldnt hold a candle to what was on the inside.
– Cormac McCarthy, Cities of the Plain (p. 215)