It's here somewhere," I assured him. "Please tell me you haven't lost it already." "We did fall out of the sky, you know," I said indignantly. "It's easy for things to go missing.
The man who has lost his purse will go wherever you wish. [Lat., Ibit eo quo vis qui zonam perdidit.]
He who has lost his money-belt will go where you wish.
A lady getting a missing belt back from the cleaner couldn't have been more surprised and pleased.
First up, the lost and found has gone missing. It itself, is lost. So please try not to lose anything until we find it.
Curse us and crush us, my precious is lost!
If I ever lose my mind I hope some honest person will find it and take it to Lost and Found.
attempting to find in motion what was lost in space.
I work only with lost and founds.
We pick up the lost bits and pieces, from the grass where we left them, and bring them with us into a future that will be made up of so much more as well.
