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‘I can stand a lot but when it comes to your casting asp-whatever-the-word-is on a bird in Holy Orders -‘
    ‘Perhaps I am over-suspicious, sir. But I have seen a great deal of these resorts. When I was in the employment of Lord Frederick Ranelagh, shortly before I entered your service, his lordship was very neatly swindled by a criminal known, I believe, by the soubriquet of Soapy Sid, who scraped acquaintance with us in Monte Carlo with the assistance of a female accomplice. I have never forgotten the circumstances.’
    ‘I don’t want to butt in on your reminiscences, Jeeves,’ I said, coldly, ‘but you’re talking through your hat. How can there have been anything fishy about the business? They’ve left me the pearls, haven’t they? Very well, then, think before you speak. You had better be tooling down to the desk now and having these things shoved in the hotel safe.’ I picked up the case and opened it. ‘Oh, Great Scott!’
    The bally thing was empty!
    ‘Oh, my Lord!’ I said, staring. ‘Don’t tell me there’s been dirty work at the crossroads after all!’
    ‘Precisely, sir. It was in exactly the same manner that Lord Frederick was swindled on the occasion to which I have alluded. While his female accomplice was gratefully embracing his lordship, Soapy Sid substituted a duplicate case for the one containing the pearls and went off with the jewels, the money and the receipt. On the strength of the receipt he subsequently demanded from his lordship the return of the pearls, and his lordship, not being able to produce them, was obliged to pay a heavy sum in compensation. It is a simple but effective ruse.’
    I felt as if the bottom had dropped out of things with a jerk.
    ‘Soapy Sid? Sid! Sidney! Brother Sidney! Why, by Jove, Jeeves, do you think that parson was Soapy Sid?’
    ‘Yes, sir.’
    ‘But it seems extraordinary. Why, his collar buttoned at the back - I mean, he would have deceived a bishop. Do you really think he was Soapy Sid?’
    ‘Yes, sir. I recognized him directly he came into the room.’
    I stared at the blighter.
    ‘You recognized him?’
    ‘Yes, sir.’
    ‘Then, dash it all,’ I said, deeply moved. ‘I think you might have told me.’
    ‘I thought it would save disturbance and unpleasantness if I merely extracted the case from the man’s pocket as I assisted him with his coat, sir. Here it is.’
    He laid another case on the table beside the dud one, and, by Jove, you couldn’t tell them apart. I opened it, and there were the good old pearls, as merry and bright as dammit, smiling up at me. I gazed feebly at the man. I was feeling a bit overwrought.
    ‘Jeeves,’ I said. ‘You’re an absolute genius!’
    ‘Yes, sir.’
    Relief was surging over me in great chunks by now. Thanks to Jeeves I was not going to be called on to cough up several thousand quid.
    ‘It looks to me as though you have saved the old home. I mean, even a chappie endowed with the immortal rind of dear old Sid is hardly likely to have the nerve to come back and retrieve these little chaps.’
    ‘I should imagine not, sir.’
    ‘Well, then - Oh, I say, you don’t think they are just paste or anything like that?’
    ‘No, sir. These are genuine pearls and extremely valuable.’
    ‘Well, then, dash it, I’m on velvet. Absolutely reclining on the good old plush! I may be down a hundred quid but I’m up a jolly good string of pearls. Am I right or wrong?’
    ‘Hardly that, sir. I think that you will have to restore the pearls.’
    ‘What! To Sid? Not while I have my physique!’
    ‘No, sir. To their rightful owner.’
    ‘But who is their rightful owner?’
    ‘Mrs Gregson, sir.’
    ‘What! How do you know?’
    ‘It was all over the hotel an hour ago that Mrs Gregson’s pearls had been abstracted. I was speaking to Mrs Gregson’s maid shortly before you came in and she informed me that the manager of the hotel is now in Mrs Gregson’s suite.’
    ‘And having a devil of a time,