There are my keys, to begin with!" My lady took me by the hand, and thanked me with the tears in her eyes.

Lord! what would I not have given, at that moment, for the privilege of knocking Superintendent Seegrave down! As I had promised for them, the other servants followed my lead, sorely against the grain, of course, but all taking the view that I took.

The women were a sight to see, while the police-officers were rummaging among their things.

The cook looked as if she could grill Mr.
Superintendent alive on a furnace, and the other women looked as if they could eat him when he was done.
The search over, and no Diamond or sign of a Diamond being found, of course, anywhere, Superintendent Seegrave retired to my little room to consider with himself what he was to do next.

He and his men had now been hours in the house, and had not advanced us one inch towards a discovery of how the Moonstone had been taken, or of whom we were to suspect as the thief.
While the police-officer was still pondering in solitude, I was sent for to see Mr.Franklin in the library.