"So it is. They must have given me the wrong rings," said Mark innocently.
"My aunt is very much disappointed. She wanted to start this evening for Buffalo."
"I thought she lived in Syracuse."
"She is going to visit her son in Buffalo," explained Schuyler with ready wit.
"I am really sorry. If she would go down to the jeweler's with me, or if you would, the matter could be set right at once."
Mr. Hamilton Schuyler thought over this suggestion, and on the whole regarded it favorably.
"I will go down in about an hour," he said. "You can explain matters to Mr. Swan. Just think if my aunt had taken the rings and paid full price for them, and not found out till she got to Buffalo that they were not genuine!"
"In that case Mr. Swan would have paid her the money or exchanged the rings."
"I hope so."
"Perhaps you had better hand me back the caskets, and I will carry them back to the store."