"It is distinctively understood," Borrochson said, as he dipped his pen in the ink to sign the affidavit, "that I don't guarantee nothing but what I am the owner of the goods. Quality and quantity he got to judge it for himself."
Mr. Feldman bowed.
"In the absence of a specific warranty the same doctrine applies in this as in any other case," he replied sonorously, "and that is the doctrine of caveat emptor."
"Caviare?" Wolfson murmured in complete mystification. "What for caviare is that?"
"Caveat, not caviare," Feldman replied. "Caveat emptor means 'Let the purchaser beware.'"
Wolfson heaved a deep sigh.
"I bet yer it applies in this case," he commented; "if ever a purchaser had to beware it is in this case."
Borrochson grunted and then pocketed Wolfson's certified check for the balance of the purchase price, including the four hundred dollars due for the safe. A minute later he departed, leaving Feldman alone with his client.
"Mr. Feldman," he said as soon as Borrochson had gone, "supposing a feller thinks that a safe has got diamonds into it, and supposing I got that safe, but I know there ain't no diamonds into it because I took 'em out already. And supposing that feller doesn't think that I know there was diamonds into the safe because them diamonds was supposed to be in a secret apartment what he only is supposed to know it. Supposing he buys the safe from me, thinking them diamonds is still into it, and pays me six hundred dollars for a safe what is only worth fifty. Would there be any comeback?"
"Decidedly not. And I sincerely hope you haven't been buying any such safe."