Paul sold three more neckties, and then, though it yet lacked an
hour of the time when he generally proposed to close, he prepared
to go home. He wanted to communicate the good news to his mother
and little Jimmy.
Mrs. Hoffman raised her eyes from her sewing as he entered.
"Well, Paul," she said, "have you heard anything of the ring?"
"Yes, mother, it's sold."
"Is it? Well, we must do without it, then," said his mother in a
tone of disappointment.
"There won't be any trouble about that, mother, as long as we
have got the money for it. I would rather have that than the
ring."
"Did you recover it, then?" asked his mother, eagerly.
"Yes, mother--listen and I will tell you all about it."
He sat down and told the story to two very attentive listeners.
"What did you do with the money, Paul?" asked Jimmy.
"Mr. Preston is keeping a hundred and fifty dollars for me. He
will allow seven per cent. interest. But I must not forget that
the money belongs to you, mother, and not to me. Perhaps you
would prefer to deposit it in a savings bank."
"I am quite satisfied with your disposal of it, Paul," said Mrs.
Hoffman. "I little thought, when I found the ring, that it would
be of such service to us.
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