"Into Tiffany's?"
"Yes."
"Have you seen anything of it?" asked our hero, eagerly. "I am the one
who brought it in."
"A man just brought it into the store," said the clerk.
"Is he there now?"
"He is talking with Mr. Tiffany. I came out for a policeman. He will be
arrested at once."
"Good!" ejaculated Paul; "I am in luck. I thought I should never see the
ring again. What sort of a man is he?"
From the description, Paul judged that it was Felix Montgomery himself,
and, remembering what a trick the adventurer had played upon him at
Lovejoy's Hotel, he felt no little satisfaction in the thought that the
trapper was himself trapped at last.
"I'll go along with you," he said. "I want to see that man arrested."
"You had better stay outside just at first, until we have secured him."
Meanwhile Mr. Tiffany, after a prolonged examination, said: "The ring is
worth two hundred and fifty dollars."
"That will be satisfactory," said Mr. Montgomery, promptly.
"Shall I give you a check for the amount?" asked the jeweler.
"I should prefer the money, as I am a stranger in the city, and not
known at the banks."
"I can make the check payable to bearer, and then you will have no
difficulty in getting it cashed."
While this conversation was going on, the clerk entered the store with
the policeman, but Mr. Montgomery's back was turned, and he was not
aware of the fact till the officer tapped him on the shoulder, saying:
"You are my prisoner.
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