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"No. ---- Amity street. Ask her to come to the station-house to see me."
"I will go at once."
"Thank you," said Mr. Montgomery; "as I am not to have the ring, I don't
know that I am sorry it has fallen into your hands. One piece of advice
I will venture to offer you, my lad," he added, smiling. "Beware of any
jewelers hailing from Syracuse. They will cheat you, if you give them a
chance."
"I will be on my guard," said Paul. "Can I do anything more for you?"
"Nothing, thank you. I have a fast friend at my side, who will look
after me."
The officer smiled grimly at the jest, and the two left the store arm in
arm.
"Do you still wish to sell this ring?" asked Mr. Tiffany, addressing
Paul.
"Yes, sir."
"I renew my offer of this morning. I will give you two hundred and fifty
dollars."
"I shall be glad to accept it."
The sale was quickly effected, and Paul left the store with what seemed
to him a fortune in his pocket.
"Be careful not to lose your money," said Mr Preston.
"I should like to place a hundred and fifty dollars in your hands," said
Paul, turning to Mr. Preston.
"I will willingly take care of it for you, and allow you interest upon
it."
The transfer was made, and, carefully depositing the balance of the
money in his pocketbook, our hero took leave of his friend and sought
the house in Amity street.
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