"Huh? Why, of course—not. I don't see anything."
"Narka?"
The queen looked sullen, but she shook her head. "No."
George looked at the policeman. "Tch, tch," he said, shaking his head.
"What do you mean, no jewels? You hinting I'm nuts?"
"Maybe just a few drinks too many," George suggested, looking at the jewelry.
"Why, listen—" But the policeman scratched his head.
He didn't see Arl come up behind him. Arl reached out and grabbed the two brooches, the necklace—and then disappeared.
The policeman looked at his hand. For a long time he stared at it. His jaw went slack.
"Jeez—" he said.