"Yes, I fear even the dear old Government will not support us at
the Ritz in idleness for ever."

"Therefore, as I said before, we must DO something."

"Well," said Tommy, picking up the Daily Mail again, "DO it. I
shan't stop you."

"You see," continued Tuppence. "I've been thinking----"

She was interrupted by a fresh bout of applause.

"It's all very well for you to sit there being funny, Tommy. It
would do you no harm to do a little brain work too."

"My union, Tuppence, my union! It does not permit me to work
before 11 a.m."

"Tommy, do you want something thrown at you? It is absolutely
essential that we should without delay map out a plan of
campaign."

"Hear, hear!"

"Well, let's do it."

Tommy laid his paper finally aside. "There's something of the
simplicity of the truly great mind about you, Tuppence. Fire
ahead. I'm listening."