He will bring it back to-morrow."
"Was the ring a valuable one?"
"It must be worth in the neighborhood of three hundred dollars."
Paul listened to this explanation, and a sudden light flashed upon him,
as he heard the estimated value of the ring. There had been something
familiar in the appearance of the adventurer, though, on account of
his successful disguise and his being accompanied by a lady, he had
not before felt any suspicion as to his identity with the man who had
swindled him. Now he felt convinced that it was Mr. Felix Montgomery,
and that it was his own appearance which had led to the sudden sickness
and the precipitate departure.
"That trick won't work, Mr. Montgomery," he said to himself. "I've got
on your track sooner than I anticipated, and I mean to follow you up."
Reaching the sidewalk, he caught sight of Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery just
turning the corner of a side street. The pair supposed they were safe,
not thinking that our hero had recognized them, and the lady no longer
exhibited illness, and was walking briskly at her husband's side. Paul
hurried up and tapped the adventurer on the shoulder. Mr. Montgomery,
turning, was annoyed on finding that he had not yet escaped. He
determined, however, to stick to his false character, and deny all
knowledge of the morning's transaction.
"Well, my young friend," he said, "do you want me? I believe I have not
the pleasure of your acquaintance.
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