" That is what I once called Queen Victoria. The biggest pickpocket
of them all. The receiver of stolen goods. Stolen kingdoms,
stolen jewels. Smuggled away to her by her loyal viceroys,
men like Dalhousie, with immaculate records and long panegyrics.
The thousands of pearls and emeralds and rubies and diamonds
taken from my toshakhana and presented to her by the
East India Company after the Great Exhibition of 1851.
To be locked away in the Tower of London, stuck in her
tiara, sewn on her dresses. "