The hint was instantly understood and acted upon.
Mrs. Montgomery uttered a slight cry, and clung to her husband's arm.
“My dear,” she said, “I feel one of my attacks coming on. Take me out quickly.
“My wife is suddenly taken sick,” said Mr. Montgomery, hurriedly.
“She is subject to fits. If you will give me the ring, I will return to-morrow and negotiate for its sale.”
“I am very sorry,” said the clerk, with sympathy, handing back the ring. “Can I get anything for the lady?”
“No, thank you. The best thing to do is to get her into the open air. Thank you for your kindness.”
“Let me help you,” said the clerk, and coming from behind the counter he took one arm of Mrs. Montgomery, who, leaning heavily on her husband and the clerk, walked, or rather was carried, to the street door.
Of course, the attention of all within the store was drawn to the party.
“What was the matter?” inquired a fellow-clerk, as the salesman returned.