"We got the diamonds all right," added Bobby cheerfully. "Campbell had a squint at them, and he says there are only about a third missing. He reckons you ought to get at least twenty thousand out of the Brazilian Government."
"I've had my share," I said. "You and he and Christine can split it up between you."
"I'll do nothing of the sort," began Bobby indignantly. "If you like to give Campbell—" He stopped short at the sound of returning footsteps, and a moment later Christine entered the room.
"A man has called with a message from Mr. Campbell," she said. "He wants you to go over to the hotel at once."
Bobby got up from the bed.
"Something to do with this infernal inquest I suppose."
He reached for his cap, which was lying on the dressing-table, and, having patted Christine paternally on the shoulder, walked to the doorway, where he turned round and surveyed us both.
"So long, my children," he observed. "Settle it for when you like, but don't forget that I'm to be best man."
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For just a second after he had gone we both remained silent.