A valuable gem, belonging to Mr.Luker; deposited by Mr.Luker; sealed with Mr.Luker's seal; and only to be given up on Mr.Luker's personal application.

That was the form, and that is all I know about it." She waited a moment, after he had said that.

She looked at her mother, and sighed.

She looked back again at Mr.Godfrey, and went on.
"Some of our private affairs, at home," she said, "seem to have got into the newspapers ?" "I grieve to say, it is so." "And some idle people, perfect strangers to us, are trying to trace a connexion between what happened at our house in Yorkshire and what has happened since, here in London ?" "The public curiosity, in certain quarters, is, I fear, taking that turn." "The people who say that the three unknown men who ill-used you and Mr.
Luker are the three Indians, also say that the valuable gem----" There she stopped.

She had become gradually, within the last few moments, whiter and whiter in the face.