I mean one of the best.

Not one." "Why ?" Ossipon asked.
"Because they know very well I take care never to part with the last handful of my wares.

I've it always by me." He touched the breast of his coat lightly.

"In a thick glass flask," he added.
"So I have been told," said Ossipon, with a shade of wonder in his voice.
"But I didn't know if--" "They know," interrupted the little man crisply, leaning against the straight chair back, which rose higher than his fragile head.

"I shall never be arrested.