Montgomery, who, leaning heavily
on her husband and the clerk, walked, or rather was carried, to
the street door.
Of course, the attention of all within the store was drawn to the
party.
"What was the matter?" inquired a fellow-clerk, as the salesman
returned.
"It was a clergyman from Connecticut, who wished to sell a
diamond ring, given to him for charitable purposes. His wife was
taken suddenly sick. 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.
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