Part 24 (1/2)

”I've changed my mind,” he said. ”I'll keep the ring. Just give it back to me.”

CHAPTER XVI

THE JEWELER'S PRICE

But to give it back was not Eliakim's intention. Should he buy it at twenty dollars, he would make at least two hundred, and such bargains were not to be had every day. He decided to give Paul his price.

”I will give you twenty dollars,” he said; ”but it is more than the ring is worth.”

”I have concluded not to take twenty dollars,” said Paul. ”You may give it back.”

”You agreed to take twenty dollars,” said Eliakim, angrily.

”That was when I first came in. You said you wouldn't give it.”

”I have changed my mind.”

”So have I,” said Paul. ”You had a chance to get it, but now it's too late.”

Eliakim was deeply disappointed. Generally he had his own way with his customers, who, being in urgent need of money, were obliged to accept such terms as he chose to offer. But now the tables were turned, and Paul proved more than a match for him. He resolved to attempt intimidation.

”Boy, where did you get this ring?” he asked, in a significant tone.

”Honestly,” said Paul. ”That's all you need to know.”

”I don't believe it,” said the old man, harshly. ”I believe you stole it.”

”You may believe what you like, but you must give it back to me,” said Paul, coolly.

”I've a great mind to call a policeman,” said Eliakim.

”If you did,” said Paul, ”I'd tell him that you were anxious to get the ring, though you believed it to be stolen. Perhaps he might have something to say to you.”

Eliakim perceived the force of Paul's argument, for in law the receiver of stolen goods is as bad as the thief, and there had been occasions when the p.a.w.nbroker had narrowly escaped punishment for thus indirectly conniving at theft.

”If you say you got it honestly, I'll buy it of you,” he said, changing his tune. ”What will you take?”

”I don't care about selling to-day,” answered Paul.

”I'll give you twenty-five dollars.”

”I can't sell without consulting my mother. It belongs to her.”

Reluctantly Eliakim gave back the ring, finding his wiles of no effect.

”Bring your mother round to-morrow,” he said. ”I'll give you a better price than you will get anywhere else.”

”All right,” said Paul. ”I'll tell her what you say.”

The old p.a.w.nbroker followed Paul with wistful glances, vainly wis.h.i.+ng that he had not at first depreciated the ring to such an extent, that his subsequent advances had evidently excited his customer's suspicion that it was more valuable than he supposed. He felt that he had lost it through not understanding the character of the boy with whom he had to deal.