“If I say ‘Three,’ I’ll shoot,” said the boy.
The policeman saw it was no use, so he took off his coat.
“Now, your waistcoat!”
Jones had to take off his waistcoat.
“Turn out the pockets!”
Jones turned out the pockets. There was only his pipe and his handkerchief in them.
“Now, turn out the trousers pockets.”
Poor Jones! The sovereign was in one trousers pocket. He turned them out; but kept the sovereign in his hand.
But Master Dick saw the trick.
“Drop what you’ve got in your hand!”