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"I agree," said Jonah. "We can't look under them all. And if we could, it would be silly. The stuff's not under a bed. It's in a safe-deposit."

"That's common sense," said I. "But where do we start?"

"There you can search me," said Jonah. "But if we leave the country, we throw up the sponge." He paused to set a match to his pipe. "There's the Villiers' place near Dieppe. They'd be only too glad to let it for June and July."

"But Jonah, dear," purred Daphne, "d'you think we've the slightest chance? I mean, if the police can't get them, what can we do?"

"We can look about," said my cousin. "You never know."

"Well, I protest," said Berry. "The thing's absurd. And I know what 'look about' means. You don't get me standing outside any cafés with a false nose on and singing 'Abide with me'."

"But don't you want to get the Plazas?" said Adèle uncertainly.

"I want quite a lot of things, but I'm not such a fool as to waste my life trying to jump when they're out of my reach. We are seven: with Casca, eight. How the devil are we to comb France? You might as well try to empty the Welsh Harp with a stomach-pump on a rainy night."