Mr. Smith gave his wife ten pounds for her birthday, ten pretty pound notes. So the day after her birthday, Mrs. Smith went shopping. She queued for a bus, got on and sat down next to an old lady. After a while, she noticed that old lady’s handbag was open. Inside it she saw a wad of pound notes exactly like the one her husband had given her. So she quickly looked in her own bag, —the notes were gone! Mrs. Smith was sure that the old lady sitting next to her had stolen them. She thought she would have to call the police, but, as she disliked making a fuss and getting people into trouble, she decided to take back the money from the old lady’s handbag and say nothing more about it. She looked round the bus to make sure nobody was watching, then she carefully put her hand into the old lady’s bag, took the notes and put them in her own bag.
When she got home that evening, she showed her husband the beautiful hat had bought.
“How did you pay for it?” he asked.
“With the money you gave me for my birthday, of course.” she replied.
“Oh? What’s that, then?” he asked, as he pointed to a wad of ten pound notes on the table.
The explorer heard the sound of drumsing from deep within the jungle, so in the spirit of discovery he slashed his way through the thicket in search of the drums. At last he came to a clearing where a witchdoctor of a strange tribe was beating on a hollow log.