“... Dorothy opened her mouth to object to her companion, but, after thinking, she muttered: “Move me the cherries.” I've eaten more than you, and now I'll share what's left... Oh! What is it there, in the depths below them? With these words, she pulled out a long string of red sparkling stones and stared at it in shock. “Was it in the basket?” – asked the completely dumbfounded Edward. Dorothy nodded: “Yes.” Under the cherry trees. – How did it get there, I wonder? – I have no idea. It’s strange, Ed, as soon as we read this advertisement in the newspaper... about the theft of rubies... - And you think you’re holding fifty thousand pounds in your hands? – Edward laughed nervously. “I’m just saying that this is all strange!” Don't you think so? ..."