In some surprise, Abner complied.
Deborah got out of the wagon hastily and entered the store.
"What can I do for you, Miss Kensington?" asked the jeweller, who recognized the old lady.
"I want to show you a ring," said Aunt Deborah, abruptly. "Tell me what it's worth."
She produced the ring which the false Ferdinand had intrusted to her.
The jeweller scanned it closely.
"It's a good imitation of a diamond ring," he said.
"Imitation!" gasped Deborah.
"Yes; you didn't think it was genuine?"
"What's it worth?"