"You may call round in two or three days."
"Just make 'em in style, Merrill, and I'll send all my friends here."
"Very well. I hope you'll soon be able to pay me the balance of my bill."
"Oh, yes, to be sure. You won't have to wait long."
He swaggered out of the shop, lighting a cigar.
"My young friend," soliloquized the tailor, watching his exit, "you have walked into my trap neatly. Colman,"—turning to a young man present at the time—"did you see Luke Harrison pay me this money?"
"Yes; to be sure."
"Do you see this blot on one of the bills—a two?"
"Yes; What of it?"
"Nothing. I only called your attention to it."