"He put them in his waistcoat pocket--in a very small wash-leather bag, from which he had taken them.

There were, in all, sixteen or twenty stones--not more, and they were all small.

I advised him to see some expert--I mentioned Streeter's to him.

Now, I can tell you how he got hold of Mr.Breton's address." The two young men pricked up their ears.

Spargo unconsciously tightened his hold on the pencil with which he was making notes.
"He got it from me," continued Mr.Aylmore.