The window was broad and clear, and they looked through it into
the shop with ease. Josiah Crabtree stood at the counter, talking
to a clerk, who presently brought forth a tray of plain rings.
"It is a wedding ring, as sure as you are born!" cried Tom.
"I'm going in," said Dick in a low tone. "Wait for me here," and
he entered the establishment. There were counters an both sides,
and he walked to a position directly opposite to that occupied by
the ex-schoolmaster.
"I wish to see some cheap scarf pins," he said to the clerk who
came to wait on him, and the man hurried off to bring on the
articles mentioned.
"And is this the latest style of wedding ring?" Dick heard Josiah
Crabtree say in a low voice.
"Yes, sir, the very latest -- and very tasty," answered the clerk
who was waiting on him.
"I wish two, one for the lady and one for -- ahem -- myself."
"Yes, sir -- quite the style now for a gentleman to have a ring.
Want them engraved, of course."
"Yes. Here is a paper with the sizes and what is to be engraved
upon each. How much will they be with the engraving?"
"Six dollars each, sir."
"Six dollars! Don't you make a reduction on taking two?" asked
Crabtree, who was a good deal of a miser.
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