? ? ? ? As he was standing with the locket in his hand there was a knock at the door.
? ? ? ? "Come in!" he called out.
? ? ? ? The door opened and a stout, coarse looking boy, dressed in an expensive manner, entered.
? ? ? ? "Good evening, John," said Rodney, but not cordially.
? ? ? ? Next to himself, John Bundy, who was the son of a wealthy saloon keeper in the city of New York, had been a favorite with Dr. Sampson.
? ? ? ? If there was anything Dr. Sampson bowed down to and respected it was wealth, and Mr. Bundy, senior, was reputed to be worth a considerable fortune.
? ? ? ? In Rodney's mood John Bundy was about the last person whom he wanted to see.
? ? ? ? "Ha!" said John, espying the open casket, "where did you get all that jewelry?"
? ? ? ? "It contains my mother's jewels," said Rodney gravely.
? ? ? ? "You never showed it to me before."
? ? ? ? "I never had it before. It came to me by express this afternoon."
? ? ? ? "It must be worth a good pile of money," said John, his eyes gleaming with cupidity.
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