"Lock the door," said Mander, authoritatively, and his order was carried out. The jeweller took a case from his inside pocket, laid it on the table, and opened the cover. Under the overhead light of the glass chandelier the beautiful rope flashed into a thousand hues. "You've got a bargain, Mr. Lumière," said the manager. The purchaser shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not so sure that it's a great bargain," he said, good-humouredly. "At any rate, you have your money." He took a banker's draft from his pocket and handed…
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