He did not care to go home until his
negotiation was complete, and he could report the ring sold, and
carry home the money.
"Won't mother be astonished," he thought, "at the price I got for
the ring? I'm in luck this morning."
When the stipulated time had passed, Paul rose from the bench on
which he was seated, and walked to Lovejoy's Hotel, not far
distant.
"Has Mr. Felix Montgomery a room here?" he asked.
"Yes," answered the clerk. "Did you wish to see him?"
"Yes, sir."
"He mentioned that a boy would call by appointment. Here, James,
show this boy up to No. 237--Mr. Montgomery's room."
A hotel servant appeared, and Paul followed him up several
flights of stairs till they stood before No. 237.
"This is the room, sir," said James. "Wait a minute, and I'll
knock."
In answer to the knock, Mr. Montgomery himself opened the door.
"Come in," he said to Paul; "I was expecting you."
So Paul, not suspecting treachery, entered No. 237.
CHAPTER XVIII
A CLEVER THIEF
"Take a seat," said Mr. Montgomery. "My friend will be in
directly. Meanwhile will you let me look at the ring once more?"
Paul took it from his pocket, and handed it to the jeweler from
Syracuse, as he supposed him to be.
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