CHAPTER FIVEThe doctor gave Karina a sleeping draught and she slept almost the whole of the next day.
When she did awake about teatime, she was interviewed by a very nice and rather apologetic Inspector of Police and the Chief Constable of the County.
She told them everything that had happened but, when they pressed her to say if she could identify the men again, she had to admit that it would be quite impossible. She could not even remember if they were tall or short, fat or thin.
“I think it was the shock of seeing their masks,” she said. “It was like a film or a play on television. I can only remember realising that they were burglars and were taking away Mr. Holt’s wonderful treasures of jade and quartz. I don’t think I even thought about screaming. It just happened. And then someth
