Stop on the way and get forty pounds--notes and gold." Another meditation.

"If we leave this job for public officials we shall have all Kent in tatters," said Cossar.

"Now is there--anything?
_No! HI_!" He stretched a vast hand towards a cab that became convulsively eager to serve him ("Cab, Sir ?" said the cabman.

"Obviously," said Cossar); and Bensington, still hatless, paddled down the steps and prepared to mount.
"I _think_," he said, with his hand on the cab apron, and a sudden glance up at the windows of his flat, "I _ought_ to tell my cousin Jane--" "More time to tell her when you come back," said Cossar, thrusting him in with a vast hand expanded over his back....
"Clever chaps," remarked Cossar, "but no initiative whatever.

Cousin Jane indeed! I know her.