“It’s going to be difficult,” Philip admitted. “She’s deposited the thing in a bank vault, drat her.” “You sure?” Jessup asked in dismay. “How’d you find out so quick?” Philip dropped him a disdainful look. “Have you forgotten who I am, soldier?” “Not likely, guv. But I been wonderin’ now and again if you forgot” was the blunt reply. “Been wonderin’ if you picked up a touch of fever.” Philip ignored this tactless slur on his abilities. “I had a thorough tour of the house yesterday,” he said patiently. “The statue wasn’t displayed. Which means Miss Cavencourt believes someone may come after it.” “Which he done.” “Naturally, being the vexatious female she is, she must make my task as difficult as possible. Accordingly, the first place I visited today was the bank, where a talkative clerk confirmed my worst suspicions.
