“Yes.”
“Have you seen anything of it?” asked our hero, eagerly. “I am the one who brought it in.”
“A man just brought it into the store,” said the clerk.
“Is he there now?”
“He is talking with Mr. Tiffany. I came out for a policeman. He will be arrested at once.”
“Good!” ejaculated Paul; “I am in luck. I thought I should never see the ring again. What sort of a man is he?”
From the description, Paul judged that it was Felix Montgomery himself, and, remembering what a trick the adventurer had played upon him at Lovejoy's Hotel, he felt no little satisfaction in the thought that the trapper was himself trapped at last.
“I'll go along with you,” he said. “I want to see that man arrested.”
“You had better stay outside just at first, until we have secured him.”
Meanwhile Mr. Tiffany, after a prolonged examination, said: “The ring is worth two hundred and fifty dollars.”