“Absurd?” said Capel.
“Not a bit, sir, excuse me. He knew that fellow Pillar, the footman, meant it. You know he had a fight with him at the door.”
“Well, granted,” said Capel.
“He watched, sir, night and day, and wouldn’t leave the place, and at last, when—”
“I know,” said Capel, “those Italians.”
“Now, you shouldn’t take away people’s character, sir,” said the detective reproachfully. “It was that Indian. He wasn’t satisfied that the secret place was safe. He was sure it would be broken open, and so that night, or the one before, he took the treasure out, and put it where he felt certain that no one would look for it.”
“And where was that?” cried Capel.
The detective smiled.
“As I said, gentlemen, where no one would look for it.”
“And that was?”