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Excessories

        the corners and drilled through the center. What a story!” He turned
        toward the door. “Thanks a million, Doctor. I didn’t know I’d need
        to consult a forensic specialist instead of an art historian.”
          “Hmmph! Tourists!” muttered Tuccifili, and once again tuned out
        the modern world.
          The investigative journalist rushed out of the museum, scowling as
        the sun hit his face. He got into his car and headed for the Examiner
        Building.  As  late  afternoon  traffic  fitfully  advanced,  Swerdlow
        reviewed all the hard data he could marshal in support of an article
        about the headdress. It had all begun when the piece arrived at his
        desk a week earlier in a parcel with an anonymous letter:

          Dear Mr. Swerdlow:

          I  am  sending  this  to  you  because  I  have  always  admired  your
           pieces in the Examiner like the series on the terrible things going
           on behind the scenes at the zoo. Please excuse me for not giving
           my  name  but  I  do  not  want  to  see  it  in  the  paper!  I  bought
           something I thought in good faith which probably should never
           have been brought into the United States. It is in this package. I
           bought  it  because  a  lot  of  my  friends  have  been  getting  some
           beautiful things lately and I had to have one too. You know how it
           is.

          A lot of shops and dealers will sell you things that maybe aren’t
           quite legal but you know you can get away with buying because
           nobody will ever be rude enough to ask you directly where you got
           it. And if they tell you it is old enough not to be on some list of
           prohibited import goods then you just let it go by.

          In my case I found this hair ornament in a shop on Rodeo Drive a
           few weeks ago. I won’t tell you which one, but a lot of them have
           connections to this kind of thing. They told me it was part of the
           treasures of some ex-king in Africa. The royal regalia of Rasgullah
           I think. And very old. I liked it quite a bit and wore it several times
           out in public. Then my daughter came back from school abroad
           and really let me have it!  She said it was morally wrong to take the
           cultural  patrimony  away  from  some  other  country  and  that  I

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