So the inspection of the Unwiseman's carpet bag began. The first thing the Inspector found upon opening that wonderful receptacle was "French in Five Lessons."
"What's that?" he asked.
"That's a book," replied the Unwiseman. "It teaches you how to talk French in five easy lessons."
"What did you pay for it?" asked the Inspector.
"I didn't pay anything for it," said the Unwiseman. "I found it."
"What do you think it's worth?" queried the Inspector.
"Nothing," said the Unwiseman. "That is, all the French I got out of it came to about that. It may have been first class looking French, but when I came to use it on French people they didn't seem to recognize it, and it had a habit of fading away and getting lost altogether, so as far as I'm concerned it ain't worth paying duty on. If you're going to tax me for that you can confisticate it and throw it at the first cat you want to scare off your back-yard fence."
"What's this?" asked the Inspector, taking a small tin box out of the bag.
"Ginger-snaps, two bananas and an eclair," said the Unwiseman. "I shan't pay any duty on them because I took 'em away with me when I left home."
"I don't know whether I can let them in duty-free or not," said the Inspector, with a wink at the Policeman.