t-day London traffic.


INT. BANK VAULT - DAY

An iron gate opens, and two bank guards come in. One of
them switches on the lights. On the shelves which line
the walls are dusty strong-boxes, document cases, wrapped
packages, etc. The guards move along the shelves
searching for something.

                        WATSON'S VOICE
           Somewhere in the vaults of a bank in
           London is a tin dispatch box with my name
           on it. It is not to be opened until