so,” said Tommy. “Major Laidlaw goes out with an empty suitcase. When he returns it is crammed to the bursting point with Treasury notes. How is it done? I sleuth him and find out. Is that the idea?”
“More or less. But don’t neglect the lady, and her father, M. Heroulade. Remember the notes are being passed on both sides of the Channel.”
“My dear Marriot,” exclaimed Tommy reproachfully. “Blunt’s Brilliant Detectives do not know the meaning of the word neglect.”
The Inspector rose.
“Well, good luck to you,” he said, and departed.
“Slush,” said Tuppence enthusiastically.
“Eh?” said Tommy perplexed.
“Counterfeit money,” explained Tuppence. “It is always called Slush. I know I’m right. Oh, Tommy, we have got an Edgar Wallace case. At last we are Busies.”