I put two and two together as quickly as most men, I fancy.

_The jewels!_ Some one had got wind of the jewels, which at that moment were reposing on my own person in their old brown bag.

Sir John had been only just in time.
"What was he looking for ?" continued Dickson, walking up and down.

"The old man must have had some paper or other about him that he wanted to get hold of.

But what?
Cathcart says that nothing whatever has been taken, as far as he can see at present." I was perfectly silent.