"Oh, shall we have a nice roller?" said Myra eagerly.
"I'm not going to carry it home," I said.
"That's all right, sir. My little lad will take it up on his bicycle. Two pounds five, mum, and sixpence for the mouse-trap the gentleman's been sitting on. Say three pounds."
Myra took out her purse.
SECOND SCENE
We were back in our ordinary clothes.
"I wonder if they guessed that," said Archie.
"It was very easy," said Myra. "I should have thought they'd have seen it at once."
"But of course they're not a very clever lot," I explained. "That fellow with the spectacles—"
"Simpson his name is," said Archie. "I know him well. He's a professional golfer."