"I don't understand. Do you mean to say, Mr Coventry, that yesterday morning you received £10,000 from a stranger?"
"I do. In ten bank-notes of a thousand pounds each."
"But it's ridiculous. They can't be genuine."
"Aren't they? See for yourself. If they're not, then I never saw a genuine bank-note yet."
He took an envelope from his pocket. He gave it to Miss Hardy.
"Is this the envelope in which they came?"
"It is."
"And are these the bank-notes?"
"They are."
She took out the rustling pieces of paper. Her eyes sparkled. She laughed; it sounded like a little laugh of pleasure.