'Everything seems to appear on another page,' said Jim. 'Am I to do the portrait?'
'I think it would be best. You can never trust a photo to caricature a person enough. Your facial H.B.'s the thing.'
'Have you heard whether anything else was bagged besides the cups?' asked Welch.
'Not that I know of,' said Jim.
'Yes there was,' said Jackson. 'It further appears that that lunatic, Adamson, had left some money in the pocket of his blazer, which he had left in the Pav. overnight. On enquiry it was found that the money had also left.'
Adamson was in the same House as Jackson, and had talked of nothing else throughout the whole of lunch. He was an abnormally wealthy individual, however, and it was generally felt, though he himself thought otherwise, that he could afford to lose some of the surplus.
'How much?' asked Jim.
'Two pounds.'
At this Jim gave vent to the exclamation which Mr Barry Pain calls the Englishman's shortest prayer.
'My dear sir,' said Charteris. 'My very dear sir. We blush for you. Might I ask why you take the matter to heart so?'