A woman should be very rich indeed
before she allows herself to walk about with ten thousand pounds upon her
shoulders. Suppose somebody broke into the house and stole them. And if
they were sold, my dear, so that some got to Paris, and others to St.
Petersburg, and others to New York, they'd have to give it up then."
Before the discussion was over Lizzie tripped upstairs and brought the
necklace down and put it on Mrs. Carbuncle's neck. "I shouldn't like to
have such property in my house, my dear," continued Mrs. Carbuncle. "Of
course diamonds are very nice. Nothing is so nice. And if a person had a
proper place to keep them, and all that----"
"I've a very strong iron case," said Lizzie.
"But they should be at the bank, or at the jeweller's, or somewhere quite
--quite safe. People might steal the case and all. If I were you I should
sell them." It was explained to Mrs. Carbuncle on that occasion that
Lizzie had brought them down with her in the train from London, and that
she intended to take them back in the same way. "There's nothing the
thieves would find easier than to steal them on the way," said Mrs.
Carbuncle.
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