Darrak ran back to his motel room and burst through the door. You won’t believe the deal I just got,» he said, holding out his open hand to his travel companion while grinning broadly. «Paid only $100 for it.»
Zack’s eyelids rose. «Hey. Great-looking ring! Is that a ruby?» «You bet,» his friend breathed. «The joker who sold it to me wanted five times what I paid. I haggled like crazy, and he caved in. When I get back to the States, I’ll resell this baby for a tidy profit, enough to pay for our entire trip.»
«But what about customs? They’ll soak you for taxes.»
«Not if they don’t know I have it. I won’t declare it and will keep it out of sight.» Darrak admired the ring and shook his head. «Imagine buying such a ring for only $100.»
When the two travelers returned to the United States, Darrak was able to smuggle the ring successfully past customs and then hurried immediately to a jeweler in town. «How much will you give me for this?» he asked, shoving the ring under the nose of the proprietor.
The jeweler studied the stone under a magnifying glass and then turned to his eager customer. «We don’t handle items like this in my store.»
«Too valuable, huh?» Darrak said with growing excitement.
«Valuable? Not exactly.» The jeweler handed back the ring. «You can buy one just like it at Walmart for $10. The stone is only cut glass. Good day, sir.»
Those who try to deceive usually succeed in deceiving themselves.