The Continental Classics, Volume XVIII., Mystery Tales: Including Stories by Feodor Mikhailovitch Dostoyevsky, Jörgen Wilhelm; Bergsöe and Bernhard Severin IngemannVarious
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The Continental Classics, Volume XVIII., Mystery Tales: Including Stories by Feodor Mikhailovitch Dostoyevsky, Jörgen Wilhelm; Bergsöe and Bernhard Severin Ingemann
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Detective and mystery stories
The prince consented to this also.
Escrocevitch handed him a new piece of charcoal to sprinkle dust on,
and once more brought the blow-pipe into operation. And again the
brass filings disappeared and in the crevice appeared a new globule of
gold.
"Well, perhaps these two tests will be sufficient. What is your
excellency good enough to think on that score?" asked the supposed
Valyajnikoff.
"What is the need of further tests? The matter is clear enough,"
assented the prince.
"If it is satisfactory, we shall proceed to make it even more
satisfactory. Here we have a touch-stone, and here we have some nitric
acid. Try the globules on the touch-stone physically, and, so to
speak, with the nitric acid chemically. And if you wish to make even
more certain, this is what we shall do. What quantity of gold does
your excellency wish to take?"
"The more the better. I am ready to buy all these bags."
"_Very_ much obliged to your excellency, as this will suit me
admirably," said Escrocevitch, bowing low. "And so, if your excellency
is ready, then I humbly beg you to take each bag, examine it, and seal
it with your excellency's own seal. Then let us take one of the
globules and go to one of the best jewelers in St. Petersburg. Let him
tell us the value of the gold and in this way the business will be
exact; there will be no room for complaint on either side, since
everything will be fair and above board."
The prince was charmed with the honesty and frankness of Mr.
Valyajnikoff.
They went together to one of the best-known jewelers, who, in their
presence, made a test and announced that the gold was chemically pure,
without any alloy, and therefore of the highest value.
On their return to the hotel, Mr. Escrocevitch weighed the bags, which
turned out to weigh forty-eight pounds. Allowing three pounds for the
weight of the bags, this left forty-five pounds of pure gold.
"How much a pound do you want?" Shadursky asked him.
"A pretty low price, your excellency," answered the Siberian, with a
shrug of his shoulders, "as I am selling from extreme necessity,
because I have to leave for Siberia; I've spent too much time and
money in St. Petersburg already; and if I cannot sell my wares, I
shall not be able to go at all. I assume that the government price is
known to your excellency?"
"But I am willing to take two hundred rubles a pound."
I can't take a kopeck less, and even so I am making a reduction of
nearly a hundred rubles the pound."
"All right!" assented Shadursky. "That will amount to--" he went on,
knitting his brows, "forty-five pounds at two hundred rubles a
pound----"
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