"What? Stolen?"
"Yes. Vanished into thin air."
"That's too bad. Of course, the police will eventually find it for you."
"I'm afraid that's exactly the trouble. I really daren't put the case in the hands of the police."
"Oh, I see." Mrs. Chedsoye looked profoundly sorry.
"And here I am, due for Port Saïd to-morrow."
"That's the kind that bowls you over," said the Major. "If there is anything I can do after you are gone...."
"Oh, I shouldn't think of bothering you. Thanks, though."
"You must have lost your key," suggested Mrs. Chedsoye.