‘Suppose he asks you what Ducard and Batoun were looking for?’
A broad grin spread over Biggles’ face. ‘I shall tell him the truth. They were looking for diamonds. Ducard told us so.’
‘That’s true enough,’ said Algy.
‘Absolutely gospel,’ declared Bertie.
‘Fine,’ concluded Biggles, reaching for a cigarette. Now if you’re all satisfied I’ll get on with my report.’
THE END