So that's how it 'appened, my 'earties, no matter
what others may say.
(Did they see the Pole? They didn't! That
proves I 'ad took it away).
It's as true as I'm standing here, lads, as true as
The Daily Mail,
That I was the first as nearly burst a-finding the
Great Big Nail.
SHOPPING
"If you should happen to be in Regent Street tomorrow at four" (ran the assignation), "just where what's the name of the street comes into it, and a lady in a very pretty new mauve coat and skirt bows to you, raise your hat and say 'Crisis' and she will let you help her with her shopping."
My guess at the name of the street was successful. I raised my hat and said "Good-afternoon."
"But you had to say 'Crisis,'" said Miss Middleton. "That's the password."
"I can't. I've sworn I'll never say it again. I took a most fearful oath. Several people heard me taking it, and swooned."
"But how do I know you're the right one if you don't say it? Well, I suppose I shall have to let you come. I've just lost mother; she went in at the silver department and out at the art fabrics—like people when they can't pay for their hansoms."
"Yes, that's bad. 'The accused, who appeared to feel her position acutely, gave a false address.' What are you going to buy?"
"Well, I thought I'd just help you get your presents first."