A Black Horse Short Story

A LOST COAT

He has to go to Mexico twice a month for his work. When he leaves the house every day, his wife always says with a smile:
'Do not forget to take care of your coat when you are in Mexico.'
And he laughs too. As you will see, he lost his coat when he was there. Instead of it, he bought one another and this one looked the same. But he never wore it because it was a thief's coat. The issue was like this:
One day, when he arrived in Mexico, went to a hotel to eat something before he started the work. He always goes to the same hotel, 'A Black Horse,' because their food is good. The workers in the restaurant know him very well. The waiter took his coat in a room where customers

He paid for the meal and asked the waiter to bring him his coat.
When the waiter arrived with the coat he asked him: 'Will you put the coat on or not?'
"It's not cold today," he said. ‘I'll not wear it.' When he took the coat, something fell to the ground.
'Here it is!' Said the waiter, 'he almost lost it.' He gave him a small white box.
Looking at the box in his hand, he said, 'What is this? It is not mine. I've never seen it before.
'But ıt has fallen from your coat, sir,' said the waiter. 'You saw him fall, did not you?'
It was true. But then look at the coat that was on his arm more carefully.
'Oh you've brought someone else's coat,' he said. 'It looks a lot like my coat but this one is newer. And, on the part of my coat, there is a stain. There is not. Is there another coat like

And I have not been in the hotel. So, how did my ring come to the coat?'
The young man and he looked at the police. Did you know the answer?
'Who sat next to you on the train?' The police asked the young man.
'Was someone standing next to you?' Asked the police.
'Yes,' said the young man. 'But I do not remember his face.'
'You can remember your coat,' said the police. 'Was it like this?'
The police showed my coat to the young man.
'Yes, it was this,' said the young man. 'But my friend, now, is not the thief.'
The police laughed.
'No,' he said. 'The man next to you on the train was the thief. I stole your ring, I entered the hotel to eat something. When he left, I did not take the right coat. For not wanting to be caught, I feared to return to the hotel. Thieves always fear. '
'Excuse me!' Said the young man. 'I have recovered my ring, but you have lost your coat.'
'It's not important.' said. 'My coat was older than this. The thief did not steal such a good coat. And you have the ring, so, now you can get married. '
'I must thank you for this,' said the young man. 'Now tell me, could you come to Mexico again this past morning? As I told you, I will marry. I want you to come. Here is the name of the place. I will write it on a piece of paper for you. Come, please. Bring your wife too.