I have never seen the Carwitchets since.  The bishop drove over next day in rather better spirits.  Miss Panton had refused the chaplain.

“It doesn’t matter, my lord,” I said to him heartily.  “We’ve all been under some strange misconception.  The stone in your possession is the veritable one.  I could swear to that anywhere.  The sapphire Lady Carwitchet wears is only an excellent imitation, and—­I have seen it with my own eyes—­is the one bearing Bogaerts’s mark, the Greek Beta.”

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