"And the box was broken open, and
left in the street?"
"Under an archway," said Lizzie.
"And what do the police think?"
"I don't know what they think. Lord George says that they believe he is
the thief."
"He knew of them," said Frank, as though he imagined that the suggestion
was not altogether absurd.
"Oh, yes--he knew of them."
"And what is to be done?"
"I don't know. I've sent for you to tell me." Then Frank averred that
information should be immediately given to Mr. Camperdown. He would
himself call on Mr. Camperdown, and would also see the head of the London
police. He did not doubt but that all the circumstances were already known
in London at the police office; but it might be well that he should see
the officer. He was acquainted with the gentleman, and might perhaps learn
something. Lizzie at once acceded, and Frank went direct to Mr.
Camperdown's offices.
"If I had lost ten thousand pounds in that way," said Mrs. Carbuncle, "I
think I should have broken my heart." Lizzie felt that her heart was
bursting rather than being broken, because the ten thousand pounds' worth
of diamonds was not really lost.
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