You heard her say that the jewels were in her box at Christiania, and that she never opened the box until this evening here in Edinburgh?
Very good--between here and Christiania somebody substituted the imitation box for the real one.

Ah!--in all these great criminal operations there is nothing like sticking to the old, well-worn, tried-and-proved tricks of the trade!--they are like well-oiled, well-practised machinery.

And now we come back to the real, great, anxious question--Who did it?
And there, Allerdyke, we are at present--only at present, mind!--up against a very big, blank wall." "On the other side of which, my lad, lies the secret of the murder of my cousin," said Allerdyke grimly.

"Mind you that! That's what I'm after, Fullaway.

Damn all these jewels and things, in comparison with that!--it's that I'm after, I tell you again, and a thousand times again.
And I'm considering if I'm doing any good hanging round here after this singing woman when the probable sphere of action lies yonder away at Hull, eh ?" "The proper--not probable--sphere of action, my dear sir, is the supper-table to which we're presently going," answered Fullaway, with supreme assurance.