"Nor yet didn't I, sir. But I'll tell you what it is, major. She knows all about it."
"You think she does, Bunfit?"
"She does, sir; and she's got something locked up somewhere in that house as'd elucidate the whole of this aggravating mystery, if only we could get at it. Major,—"
"Well, Bunfit?"
"I ain't noways sure as she ain't got them very diamonds themselves locked up, or, perhaps, tied round her person."
"Neither am I sure that she has not," said the major.
"The robbery at Carlisle was no robbery," continued Bunfit. "It was a got-up plant, and about the best as I ever knowed. It's my mind that it was a got-up plant between her ladyship and his lordship; and either the one or the other is just keeping the diamonds till it's safe to take 'em into the market."