Breckinridge angrily. Again and again people come and talk to me about those geese and i don't like it. I paid good money for them, i took them. And then all the questions began. Where are the geese? How much do you want for them? Who did you sell them to? Why are people interested in them? I don't know. They aren't the only geese in london, you know. I know,said Holmes. But who asked you all those questions before? Not me.I had nothing to do with that , you know. But now I need your help.We ate a goose at The Alpha, and I say it was a country goose at good friend,Dr Watson here,says it was a london goose.Which of us is right? It's an important question. Five pounds goes to the winner.
Well then, you lose and your friend is the winner,said Breckridge.That goose came from london
I can't believe that, said Holmes.
A pound says I'm right.
Very well, said Holmes,and he took out a pound.
I'm ready to pay. But I know you're going to lose your money.
Breckinridge laughed. Bring me the books,Bill,he said. The boy brought two books to him.
Baeckinridge opened the little one.
This is my address book, he said.
When people sell their geese to me their addresses go in here-country people on the left and town people on the right. The numbers after every name are page numbers in my big book.
Read out the third name on the right, said Breckinriage.
Mrs Oakshott,117 Brixton Road.
Number 249, read Holmes.
Then Breckinridge opened the big book. And this is my IN and OUT book, he said. Let's look at page 249. Here we are. Mrs Oakshott. What can you see for December 22 ?
Twenty-four geese from Mrs Oread Holmes. All twenty-four to Mr Windigate at the Alpha.
There. What do you say now?
said Breckinridge. Holmes put his pound into Breckinriage's hand angrily.