nothing. I will tell you no more gloomy details. Let us turn to something brighter. There is the treasure. What could be brighter than that? I got leave to bring it with me, thinking that it would interest you to be the first to see it.'
'It would be of the greatest interest to me,' she said. There was no eagerness in her voice, however. It had struck her, doubtless, that it might seem ungracious upon her part to be indifferent to a prize which had cost so much to win.
'What a pretty box!' she said, stooping over it. 'This is Indian work, I suppose?'
'Yes; it is Benares metal-work.'
'And so heavy!' she exclaimed, trying to raise it. 'The box alone must be of some value. Where is the key?'
'Small threw it into the Thames,' I answered. 'I must borrow Mrs. Forrester's poker.'
