Spike shuffled in gloomy silence.
"'Member dose jools we got in de hotel de year before I was copped?" he asked at length irrelevantly.
Jimmy finished tying his tie, looked at the result for a moment in the glass, then replied: "Yes, I remember."
"We got anudder key dat fitted de door. 'Member dat?"
Jimmy nodded.
"And some of dose knock-out drops. What's dat? Chloryform? Dat's right. An' we didn't do a t'ing else. An' we lived for de rest of de year on dose jools."
Spike paused.
"Dat was to de good," he said wistfully.
Jimmy made no reply.
"Dere's a loidy here," continued Spike, addressing the chest of drawers, "dat's got a necklace of jools what's wort' two hundred thousand plunks."