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One Saturday night, when he counted his money after closing the shop, he found that he had taken nearly two thousand pounds that day. This was an exceptionally large sum and the thought of keeping it in the house made him feel very nervous. He knew that it would be better to take it to his son's house, where there was a small safe, but it was a foggy evening and his son lived on the other side of town. In the end, he took the money with him to his bedroom, put it in the pocket of one of his overcoats and locked the wardrobe door. He put the key under his pillow and went to bed. Mr. Price lay awake for a long time, wondering if his money was really safe, and it was well after midnight before he fell asleep. Almost immediately, or so it seemed, he was woken up by the loud ringing of the shop doorbell. He sat up in bed. Could he have been dreaming? Surely, he thought, no one could want to see him at this hour of the night. The doorbell rang again, echoing through the silent house. Once again the doorbell rang, more persistently this time. Mr. Price got out of bed and went across to the window. The fog had i cleared slightly. He opened the window and looked out. He could just ! make out the shadowy figure of a man standing on the pavement below. «What do you want?» Mr. Price called out in a nervous voice. The figure stepped back until it was standing under the street lamps. It was a policeman. «Sorry to disturb you, sir,» said the policeman, «but there is a light on in your shop. I think you have forgotten to turn it off.» №22 We were lucky that morning. The train was not very crowded and we managed to get a corner seat to ourselves in one of those long open carriages. «I don't like this sort of carriage,» Mark said as he took out papers for our meeting, «but at least you get a table to work on!»I fetched some coffee and biscuits from the restaurant car and we settled down to work. People passed up and down the train, and once the ticket inspector came to look at our tickets. But, apart from that, it was a peaceful journey. 200
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