“It is now, thanks to you.”
“I’ve been wondering what you’re going to do with that jade image. I couldn’t find the panel this morning.”
Derrick told her.
“But have you the right? It isn’t yours.”
“I’ll chance that.”
“But, Jack, if it was included in the inventory you can’t destroy it without all kinds of dilapidations to the Thursbys. Isn’t it supposed to be valuable?”
“It may be, but most decidedly it was not in the inventory, therefore it was not sold to the Thursbys, and consequently I needn’t answer to them, but only to the Millicents. And I fancy I know what they’ll say.”
“Well, you ought to by this time, and, speaking of the Thursbys, I’ve an idea that if everything that has taken place since we came had happened eighteen months ago they wouldn’t have let this house when you came along and fell in love with it.”
“But they weren’t in it then.”
“No, but they would have been; at least, something suggests they would.”