He peeled off two ten-pound notes and handed them over.
'Listen, Darkie,' he said. 'There's plenty more where that came from. Now tomorrow you get busy— damn busy see? All right, an' there's somethin' you can do now.
'I want you to get out to Willesden right away an' deliver this letter to Effie Perkins. You've been there before. I missed the post tonight, an' I want her to get it first thing in the mornin'. All right. You get some clothes on an' take a cab out there an' see you put it through the right letter-box. It's important, see?'
'I gotcha, Slim,' said Darkie. 'Things is movin', eh?'
Callaghan grinned. His teeth, which were big and white, gleamed for an instant.
'Yes,' he said, 'things are movin' all right.'
He put on his hat.
'I'll call you tomorrow,' he said, and went out,
