The Napoleon Relics we know, the
Nelson Relics we've heard about, and here are mine!"
"Which I wish to goodness we could see," I added, longingly. Next
moment I was sorry I had spoken. Raffles was looking at me across
the magazine. There was a smile on his lips that I knew too well,
a light in his eyes that I had kindled.
"What an excellent idea? he exclaimed, quite softly, as though
working it out already in his brain.
"I didn't mean it for one," I answered, "and no more do you."
"Certainly I do," said Raffles. "I was never more serious in my
life."
"You would march into Scotland Yard in broad daylight?"
"In broad lime-light," he answered, studying the magazine again,
"to set eyes on my own once more. Why here they all. are, Bunny
- you never told me there was an illustration. That's the chest
you took to your bank with me inside, and those must be my own
rope-ladder and things on top. They produce so badly in the baser
magazines that it's impossible to swear to them; there's nothing
for it but a visit of inspection."
"Then you can pay it alone," said I grimly.
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