"It wouldn't have done to have seemed too anxious for them, greedy.

He'll think all the better of you.
Let 'em lie at the bank a little longer, till we come back from the Continent." "They're not at the bank; they're in the safe in Lord Sutcombe's dressing-room," she said, unthinkingly.

Her eyes were still averted from him, and she did not see the sudden change in his face; it had grown absolutely white.
"Oh!" he said indifferently, too indifferently.

"In the safe upstairs, are they?
Then he meant giving them to you?
Well, they're all right there.

Don't you take them: I mean, put him off.