“The diamond was not ‘lifted’ in this country,” remarked Cook.
“Europe?”
“No; Africa.”
“I don’t take much stock in diamonds from there.”
“This is a pure stone, and it has a peculiar green tint.”
Again the “fence” smiled.
“By the Lord Harry, then,” he said, “it must be an Irish diamond!”
Enoch paid no attention to the interruption.
“It formed,” he continued, “the eye of an Abyssinian idol for many centuries. I am positive it is a genuine diamond.”
“Why don’t you take it to Tiffany’s?”