"One moment!" he insisted. "James," he said, addressing the butler, "Mr.
Wymans will stay to lunch. One moment!"
Mr. Bundercombe went to the telephone. Mechanically he handed me the
additional receiver. He asked for a number and presently received a reply.
"Say, is that Captain Bannister I am speaking to?" he said. "I thought I
recognized the voice. This is Mr. Bundercombe. Yes, yes!--No, there's
nothing we'd forgotten. I just rang you up, though, to give you a word of
advice. You want to be just a _leetle_ careful where you try to change
those notes!"
"What do you mean, sir?" I heard Captain Bannister demand in startled
accents. "What do you mean, Mr. Bundercombe?"
"Well," Mr. Bundercombe continued, "those notes are just about the
cleverest things I ever came across; but, after all, they aren't exactly
the genuine article. I got four thousand pounds' worth of them from a
young fellow I was interested in, and I had them put in a safe at my bank
so that no one should get into any trouble. It just occurred to me, since
we began our little negotiations, that I saw a good way of making use of
them. I had only four thousand pounds' worth; so I had to beat you down a
bit. However, that'll be all right, captain, only, as I say, use them a
bit carefully.
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