Ye've only got to ring up Scotland Yard--I'll give you the number--and give the message to Mr Macgillivray.

He's the head bummer of all the bobbies.' 'That sounds a bit of all right,' he said.

'The old man 'e won't be back for 'alf an hour, nor the sergeant neither.

Let's see your quid though.' I laid a pound note on the form beside me.

'It's yours, mate, if you get through to Scotland Yard and speak the piece I'm goin' to give you.' He went over to the instrument.