Her serious face warned him that she had discovered the cheat.
"Are you the owner of this store ?" she asked, as she leaned upon the counter, and fixed her mild, yet steady eyes, upon the young man's face.
"I am not, ma'am," replied Claire, forcing a smile as he spoke.
"Didn't I sell you a lot of goods yesterday ?" "You did, sir." "I thought I recognised you.

Well, ma'am, there was an error in your bill--an overcharge." "So I should think." "A overcharge of five dollars." Claire, while he affected an indifferent manner, leaned over toward the woman and spoke in a low tone of voice.

Inwardly, he was trembling lest Jasper should became cognizant of what was passing.
"Will you take goods for what is due you; or shall I hand you back the money ?" said he.
"As I have a few more purchases to make, I may as well take goods," was replied, greatly to the young man's relief.
"What shall I show you, ma'am ?" he asked, in a voice that now reached the attentive ears of Jasper, who had been wondering to himself as to what was passing between the clerk and customer.
A few articles were mentioned, and, in a little while, another bill of seven dollars was made.
"I am to pay you two dollars, I believe ?" said the lady, after Claire had told her how much the articles came to.

As she said this, Jasper was close by and heard the remark.
"Right, ma'am," answered the clerk.
The customer laid a ten-dollar bill on the counter.

Claire saw that the eyes of Jasper were on him.