"Bosh! Open up quick, or we'll do it for you."
La Croix reluctantly opened his vest and a package dropped out.
He then was of normal size.
"This is what we are after!" laughed Harry, picking up the parcel.
"But, Monsieur, eet ees only a worthless—"
"Silence, sir!"
And Harry opened the mysterious parcel.
It was filled with sawdust.
The man laughed, shrugged his shoulders, and asked:
"Veil, sair, you ees satisfied?"