Camperdown.
"My dear lord," said Mr. Camperdown, "I shall wash my hands of the matter
altogether. The diamonds are gone, and the questions now are, who stole
them, and where are they? In our business we can't meddle with such
questions as those."
"You will drop the bill in Chancery then?"
"What good can the bill do us when the diamonds are gone? If Lady Eustace
had anything to do with the robbery----"
"You suspect her, then?"
"No, my lord; no. I cannot say that. I have no right to say that. Indeed
it is not Lady Eustace that I suspect. She has got into bad hands,
perhaps; but I do not think that she is a thief."
"You were suggesting that, if she had anything to do with the robbery----"
"Well; yes; if she had, it would not be for us to take steps against her
in the matter. In fact, the trustees have decided that they will do
nothing more, and my hands are tied. If the minor, when he comes of age,
claims the property from them, they will prefer to replace it. It isn't
very likely; but that's what they say."
"But if it was an heirloom--," suggested Lord Fawn, going back to the old
claim.
"That's exploded," said Mr.
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