“Dis thing you lost is something that hangs up on a
nail—something bright and round—you thinks a great deal of it, my
son—when it went away it had on a bright guard—hasn’t got a
bright guard on now; got a black guard—you see I knows all about
de article, my son, and I can tell you razackly where de article
is—but I’se rather not tell you ’bout it, my son; ’fraid I’ll run
myself into a snare; dat’s the truth, my son, rather no say
nothin’ ’bout de article.”
Being again assured of safety, he went on: “Well, my son, I’ll
tell you ’bout this yer thing. Has you got any boys in yer
employ? No. Got two girls have you? One of dem girls is
light-haired and de other is dark—the light one is de one who
comes in your room in your boarding-house every morning when
you’se gone away—’cause you lives in a boardin’ house, I sees
that—can see it in the cards, can always tell razackly. If you
make a fuss about dat article you make your landlady feel bad.
You has accused somebody of taking that article, but you ’cused
de wrong person. The light-haired girl is who’s got that article.
Can’t help it, my son, must tell you—de light-haired girl is de
person. Mebbe she’s put it back, my son, I’ll see.”
Here he cut the cards carefully, and continued:
“There’s trouble ’bout dat article, my son, can’t help it, must
tell you—but you’ll get the article, but you’ll have
disappointment. Whenever you see dat card you may know there’s
disappointment comin’—dat card is always disappointment—can’t
help it, my son, must tell you.” Here he exhibited the nine of
spades, to the malignant influence of which he attributed the
future woes of his hearer.
“When you go home look in your bed between the mattresses and see
if the article is there, for mebbe she’ll put it back—if it aint
there you must go to her and ’cuse her of it, ’cause it’s in the
house and she’s got it—can’t help it, my son, must tell you.”
It is perhaps needless to say that the customer had met with no
loss of property, and that all this was entirely gratuitous on
the part of Mr. Grommer. Having, however, settled the matter to
his satisfaction, that gentleman turned his attention to other
things, and in the intervals of repeated shufflings and cuttings
of the cards he said:
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