"One of the sheets that were left in the file?"
"No. An identical sheet, out of the block from which the sheets left at the Yard were taken. Now here" — the Saint dived into another pocket—"is one of the sheets that were left at the Yard. If you compare the two—"
Jill Trelawney took the second sheet in her hand.
She said breathlessly: "But how the—"
Simon Templar smiled seraphically.
"My spies are everywhere," he said. "I have resources at which you cannot even guess. Excuse me."
He took all the papers out of her hand, restored them to the envelope, and replaced the envelope in his pocket.
The girl put a hand on his shoulder.
"You're playing some clever game," she said. "I want to know what it is."
The Saint tapped his pocket.