A neat trick was played upon me one night.

I passed my silver cigarette case round to the men and told them that all I wanted back was the case.

In a little while it was passed back to me.

I looked into it to see if a cigarette had been left for my use, when, to my astonishment, I found that the case had been filled with De Reszke's, my favourite brand.

I thanked my unknown benefactor for his graceful generosity.
The field behind the huts at Court-o-Pyp was another of my (p.