He reached for the telephone and got put through to Streetly House. A matter of minutes elapsed before he was in touch with the millionaire, and he drummed impatiently on his desk. At last an irritable voice reached him.

Labar spoke silkily. “Sorry to bother you again, Mr. Gertstein. This is Labar speaking⁠—Detective Inspector Labar. In the list of stuff stolen there is no mention of cash. Is there any money missing?”

“If there had been I should have told you, Inspector,” snapped Gertstein.

“This is important. You have not lost any bank notes?”

“I’ve told you, no. I never keep enough cash in the house to bother about.”

A smothered exclamation escaped Labar. “But,” he urged, “you changed a cheque for a thousand pounds a day or two ago.”