“And perverted,” Trounce added.
“And perverted-the government has purchased the seven Francois Garnier Choir Stones from Edwin Brundleweed. They will, I'm happy to report, continue to reside in Herbert Spencer's babbage brain. The government has also bought the seven South American fragments from Sir Roger. Palmerston wants to ensure that all the Eyes of Naga are in British hands. It's a matter of state security.”
“So now they are. What of it?”
“Two of them are, Trounce. Two of them.”
The detective inspector frowned and shook his head. “There are only two. The third has never been discovered. It's somewhere in-Oh.”
Burton's eyes glinted. “Africa!” he said.
“You mean-?”
“Yes, my friend. Tomorrow I shall start putting together an expedition. I'm off to search for the third stone, and, while I'm at it, I mean to locate once and for all the source of the River Nile!”
“You're going to put yourself through all that again?”
“Don't worry, old man. With the government funding the expedition and Brunel supplying vehicles for the initial stages of the safari, I think I can safely predict that this attempt will be a great deal less traumatic than the last!”
Pox let loose a terrific shriek: “Bollocks!”
