CHAPTER VIII. — AN UNEXPECTED OBSTACLE.
As Sam walked rapidly to the post office he tried to think of some way of raising the money he needed. If his credit had been better Henry Martin might have accommodated him; but Sam was conscious that he had not treated his roommate in such a way as to inspire confidence. Then it occurred to him that he might obtain the ring back by giving the pawnbroker what money he had, and leaving his vest on deposit with him. At any rate, it would do no harm to try.
There was no time to go round to the pawnbroker's now, for his employer was very particular about receiving his letters promptly, and so great a delay might lead to his dismissal. He waited, therefore, until dinner time and then went round.
The pawnbroker recognized him at once, and regretted to see him. He knew the value of the ring, and was afraid Sam wished to redeem it.
"What can I do for you?" he asked, pretending not to know him.
"I was here yesterday," said Sam. "Don't you remember me?"
"I have so many come in I can't remember them all."
"But I left a ring here."
"A ring?" repeated the pawnbroker, vacantly. "What kind of a ring?"