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certain little transactions in which she and her husband had
taken part should become known to the police。
She had nearly completed her packing when Paul rang the doorbell。
The summons was answered by the landlady in person。
〃Is Mrs。 Montgomery at home？〃 asked Paul。
〃No such lady lives here；〃 was the answer。
It occurred to Paul as very possible that Mr。 Montgomery might
pass under a variety of names。 He accordingly said； 〃Perhaps I
have got the name wrong。 The lady I mean is tall。 I come with a
message from her husband； who is a stout man with black hair and
whiskers。 He gave me this number。〃
〃Perhaps you mean Mr。 Grimsby。 He and his wife live here。〃
〃Probably that is the name；〃 said Paul。
〃I will give Mrs。 Grimsby your message；〃 returned the landlady；
whose curiosity was excited to learn something further about her
boarders。
〃Thank you；〃 said Paul； 〃but it is necessary for me to see the
lady myself。〃
〃Well； you can follow me； then；〃 said the landlady； rather
ungraciously。
She led the way upstairs； and knocked at the door of Mrs。
Grimsby； or as we will still call her； Mrs。 Montgomery； since
that name is more familiar to the reader； and she was as much
entitled to the one as the other。
Mrs。 Montgomery opened the door； and regarded our hero
suspiciously； for her mode of life had taught her suspicion of
strangers。
〃Here's a boy that wants to see you；〃 said the landlady。
〃I come with a message from your husband；〃 said Paul。
Mrs。 Montgomery remembered Paul as the boy who was the real owner
of the diamond ring； and she eyed him with increased suspicion。
〃Did my husband send you？ When did you see him。〃
〃Just now； at Tiffany's；〃 answered Paul； significantly。
〃What is his message？〃 asked Mrs。 Montgomery； beginning to feel
uneasy。
Paul glanced at the landlady； who； in the hope of gratifying her
curiosity； maintained her stand by his side。
〃The message is private；〃 he said。
〃I suppose that means that I am in the way；〃 remarked the
landlady； sharply。 〃I don't want to pry into anybody's secrets。
Thank Heaven； I haven't got any secrets of my own。〃
〃Walk in； young man；〃 said Mrs。 Montgomery。
Paul entered the room； and she closed the door behind him。
Meanwhile the landlady； who had gone part way downstairs；
retraced her steps； softly； and put her ear to the keyhole。 Her
curiosity； naturally strong； had been stimulated by Paul's
intimation that there was a secret。
〃Now；〃 said Mrs。 Montgomery； impatiently； 〃out with it！ Why does
my husband send a message by you； instead of coming himself？〃
〃He can't come himself。〃
〃Why can't he？〃
〃I am sorry to say that I am the bearer of bad news；〃 said Paul；
gravely。 〃Your husband has been arrested for robbing me of a
diamond ring。〃
〃Where is he？〃 demanded Mrs。 Montgomery； not so much excited or
overcome as she would have been had this been the first time her
husband had fallen into the clutches of the law。
〃At the street station…house。 He wants you to come and see him。〃
〃Have you got the ring back？〃
〃Yes。〃
Mrs。 Montgomery was sorry to hear it。 She hoped her husband
might be able to secrete it； in which case he would pass it over
to her to dispose of。 Now she was rather awkwardly situated；
being without money； or the means of making any。
〃I will go；〃 she said。
Paul； who was sitting next to the door； opened it suddenly； with
unexpected effort； for the landlady； whose ear was fast to the
keyhole； staggered into the room involuntarily。
〃So you were listening； ma'am； were you？〃 demanded Mrs。
Montgomery； scornfully。
〃Yes； I was；〃 said the landlady； rather red in the face。
〃You were in good business。〃
〃It's a better business than stealing diamond rings；〃 retorted
the landlady； recovering herself。 〃I've long suspected there was
something wrong about you and your husband； ma'am； and now I know
it。 I don't want no thieves nor jail birds in my house； and the
sooner you pay your bill and leave； the better I'll like it。〃
〃I'll leave as soon as you like； but I can't pay your bill。〃
〃I dare say；〃 retorted the landlady。 〃You're a nice character to
cheat an honest woman out of four weeks' board。〃
〃Well； Paul； what news？〃 asked Barry。
〃I am ready to buy your stand；〃 said Paul。
〃Can you pay me all the money down？〃
〃On the spot。〃
〃Then it is all settled；〃 said Barry； with satisfaction。 〃I am
glad of it； for now I shall be able to go on to Philadelphia
to…morrow。〃
Paul drew a roll of bills from his pocket； and proceeded to count
out thirty…five dollars。 Barry noticed with surprise that he had
a considerable amount left。
〃You are getting rich； Paul；〃 he said。
〃I am not rich yet；〃 answered Paul； 〃but I mean to be some time
if I can accomplish it by industry and attention to business。〃
〃You'll be sure to succeed；〃 said George Barry。 〃You're just the
right sort。 Good…by； old fellow。 When you come on to
Philadelphia come and see me。〃
〃I may establish a branch stand in Philadelphia before long；〃
said Paul； jocosely。
CHAPTER XXVI
CONCLUSION
When Paul was left in charge of the stand； and realized that it
was his own； he felt a degree of satisfaction which can be
imagined。 He had been a newsboy； a baggage…smasher； and in fact
had pretty much gone the round of the street trades； but now he
felt that he had advanced one step higher。 Some of my readers
may not appreciate the difference； but to Paul it was a great
one。 He was not a merchant prince； to be sure； but he had a
fixed place of business； and with his experience he felt
confident he could make it pay。
〃I am sure I can make from ten to fifteen dollars a week；〃 he
said to himself。 〃I averaged over a dollar a day when I worked
for George Barry； and then I only got half…profits。 Now I shall
have the whole。〃
This consideration was a very agreeable one。 He would be able to
maintain his mother and little Jimmy in greater comfort than
before； and this he cared more for than for any extra indulgences
for himself。 In fact； he could relieve his mother entirely from
the necessity of working； and yet live better than at present。
When Paul thought of this； it gave him a thrill of satisfaction；
and made him feel almost like a man。
He set to work soliciting custom； and soon had sold three
neckties at twenty…five cents each。
〃All that money is mine；〃 he thought； proudly。 〃I haven't got to
hand any of it over to George Barry。 That's a comfort。〃
As this thought occurred to him he recognized an old acquaintance
strolling along the sidewalk in his direction。 It was no other
than Jim Parker； the friend and crony of Mike Donovan； who will
be remembered as figuring in not a very creditable way in the
earlier chapters of this story。 It so happened that he