As head of the Artefacts Rescue Board, Professor Arnold Ebenezer took it upon himself to rant and rave at those museums and private collectors who bought up war-looted ancient treasures from unscrupulous grave diggers and corrupt curators.
If there wasn’t a market, the treasures wouldn’t be stolen, he always maintained. And of course, he was right.
However, when the police raided his country house after a tip-off from his butler, he defended his rare and illicit collection of twenty first century table lamps with the argument that he had saved them from destruction.
“Tell it to the judge,” said the lieutenant.
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