He would give two thousand five hundred for the recovery of the stones.
"At what are they valued ?" "By your customs appraisers, forty thousand.

To me they are priceless." "Six t' ten carats?
Why, they're worth more than that." The prince smiled.

"That was for the public." "I'll take a look int' your bedroom," said Haggerty, rising.
"Oh, no; that is not at all necessary," protested the prince.
"How d' you suppose I'm going t' find out who done it, or how it was done, then ?" demanded Haggerty, bewildered.
A swift oriental gesture.
The hotel manager soothed Haggerty by explaining that the prince's caste would not permit an alien to touch anything in the bedroom while it contained the prince's belongings.
"Well, wouldn't that get your goat!" exploded Haggerty.

"That lets me out.

You'll have to get a clairyvoint." The prince suggested that he be given another suite.