"Good!" Morris exclaimed. "Them suckers would like to know everybody's business. You got a few minutes' time, Max?"
"Nothing but time," Max replied sadly.
"Then come uptown a few blocks with me," Morris said. "I got a proposition to make you."
Max shrugged his shoulders and put on his hat.
"Yes, Max," Morris continued as they walked toward the Prince Clarence Hotel, "I got a proposition to make to you, but first I would like to ask you something a question."
"Fire away," Max said.
"What did you done with that other diamond ring which you used to wear—the big one?"
"I have it home," Max replied. "What d'ye want to know for?"
"I want to lend you some money on it," Morris went on calmly; "also that pin which you got it and that there ring. I want to lend you three thousand dollars on 'em."
"Three thousand dollars!" Max exclaimed. "Why, the whole outfit isn't worth two!"