"Splendid!" I cried. "They really were pressing it upon me at the
end, and I did say it must be very little."
"You dozed off in your turn, but you were naturally the first to
come to yourself. I had flown; so had the gold brick, the jewelled
belt, and the silver statuette. You tried to rouse the others. You
couldn't succeed; nor would you if you did try. So what did you do?
What's the only really innocent thing you could do in the
circumstances?"
"Go for the police," I suggested dubiously, little relishing the
prospect.
"There's a telephone installed for the purpose," said Raffles. "I
should ring them up, if I were you. Try not to look blue about it,
Bunny. They're quite the nicest fellows in the world, and what you
have to tell them is a mere microbe to the camels I've made them
swallow without a grain of salt. It's really the most convincing
story one could conceive; but unfortunately there's another point
which will take more explaining away."
And even Raffles looked grave enough as I nodded.
"You mean that they'll find out you rang me up?"
"They may," said Raffles.
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