"You indorsed a note for Richmond, the dry-goods man, three months since."
"So I did. Is it really three months?"
"Close upon it, Mr. Stanton. I regret to say that I shall be obliged to call upon you to pay it."
"Me! to pay it!" ejaculated Uncle Job, thunderstruck. "Why, I only indorsed it."
"Precisely. That means that you are to pay it if Richmond doesn't."
"But he will pay it," said the poor shoemaker, eagerly. "He said it was only a matter of form."
"Then he deceived you. I have just received a note from him telling me to look to you."