"Random's servant is
certainly one of the most stupid men in the entire army. He
would probably forget to give him the note, and as it is
important that we should see Random at once, it is better that he
should find it placed personally on his writing-table by
Cockatoo, upon whom I can depend."
Archie abandoned the argument, as it really mattered very little.
He took up another line of conversation.
"I expect if the criminal tries to dispose of the emeralds he
will be caught," said he: "such large jewels are too noticeable
to escape comment."
"Humph! It depends upon the cleverness of the thief," said the
Professor, who was more taken up with the mummy than with the
conversation, "He might have the jewels cut into smaller stones,
or he might go to India and dispose of them to some Rajah, who
would certainly say nothing. I don't know how criminals act
myself, as I have never studied their methods. But I hope that
the clue you mention will be hit upon, if only for Random's
sake."
"I don't believe for one moment that Random is in danger," said
Archie, "and, if he is, I shall turn detective myself."
"I wish you joy," replied Braddock, bending over the mummy.
"Look, Hope, at the wonderful color of this wool.
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