IN A JEWELLER’S SHOP.

Northland Age, Volume 3, Issue 6, 11 September 1906, Page 8

IN A JEWELLER’S SHOP.

“This,” said the jeweller, “is what happened last month Mr. B. drove up in a hansom and entered my shop accompanied by his valet, who carried an oblong box of steel. Mr. B. asked for a private interview, and I took him into my office. There he opened the box, exposing a splendid array of diamond and pearl necklaces, earrings, tiaras, and stomachers. ‘Mrs. B.’ he said, ‘is now abroad. Before she returns I want you to extract all these stones, and to replace them with good imitations, selling the real jewels and giving me the money. This, of course, !s to be a confidential transaction. Mrs. B. is to know nothing of it.’ I looked at/Mr. B. I think I blushed a little. ‘My dear sir,’ I said, ‘I should be glad to do as you ask, but it is impossible. Two years ago Mfs. B. called here on the same errand that now brings you, and this errand in her case, was successful. The paste jewels that you offer me are worth little more than the hire of the hansom awaiting you outside/ ”