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Alger, Horatio, Jr.

"Paul The Peddler Or The Fortunes Of A Young Street Merchant"

"Allow me to
see the ring."
The brilliant was handed over the counter.
"It is quite valuable," said he, scrutinizing it closely.
"So I supposed, as the lady is possessed of wealth. You may rely
upon its being genuine."
"I am not authorized to purchase, said the clerk, "but I will
show it to one of the firm."
Just at that moment, Mr. Montgomery, chancing to look toward the
door, was startled by seeing the entrance of Paul Hoffman. He
saw that it would be dangerous to carry the negotiation any
farther and he quickly gave a secret signal to his wife.
The hint was instantly understood and acted upon.
Mrs. Montgomery uttered a slight cry, and clung to her husband's
arm.
"My dear," she said, "I feel one of my attacks coming on. Take
me out quickly.
"My wife is suddenly taken sick," said Mr. Montgomery, hurriedly.
"She is subject to fits. If you will give me the ring, I will
return to-morrow and negotiate for its sale."
"I am very sorry," said the clerk, with sympathy, handing back
the ring. "Can I get anything for the lady?"
"No, thank you. The best thing to do is to get her into the open
air. Thank you for your kindness."
"Let me help you," said the clerk, and coming from behind the
counter he took one arm of Mrs.


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