"I don't know; but she wore it morn, noon and night."
"Can you describe it?" demanded Dowker, knitting his brows.
May Penfold thought a moment.
"It was an old-fashioned piece of jewellery," she said at length; "I never saw it very closely, as Lady Balscombe kept it to herself, but it had two curls of hair--light and dark--twined together on one side, and on the other I think there was a portrait."
"Of whom?"
"I don't know--I never saw it."
"Might it not have been Sir Rupert?"
May Penfold laughed.
"I don't think Sir Rupert and Lady Balscombe were so fondly attached as all that--it's more probable it was Lord Calliston."
"Have you any idea where Sir Rupert could have put it?" asked Dowker, glancing round the room.