Passport to Pimlico Page #3

Look at all this stuff.

- Look, there's a coat of arms.

- Look at this.

Must be hundreds of years old.

What's that?

Hm. They even had to fill up forms

in those days.

- Hell t

- Yes? o here!

What on earth are you playing at?

We've found some buried treasure

down here.

- What?

- Loads of it, worth a million!

Nip round to the police

and give them the wire!

We're going to find out all about

an old picture! Meet you in the library!

Yes, it's his

crest, right enough.

Yes, a shield of pretense

or a lion rampant gules.

Yes, just as I said.

Except that you called it a mangy

old poodle up on its hind legs.

- Well, if you want to split hairs.

- I've told 'em!

Proper sensation! They've put two men

on guard over it. Found anything?

Plenty.

Do you know whose crest this is?

- No.

- The Duke of Burgundy.

- Who's he? Frenchman?

- This chap here.

Burgundy was a country on its own

in his day.

Well, what was he doing leaving his

stuff lying around in Miramont Place?

Well, that's what we're trying to ferret out.

You can help. Here, take this.

Look up "Burgundy, Grand Duke of".

Miramont House.

- This sounds promising.

- Mm.

"Destroyed by fire in 1490,

the property of Maurice de Charolais."

- He's got the right sort of name.

- Yeah.

Do you hear that, Frank?

If you find any mention of Maurice de...

Frank.

Really, Frank.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Butjust think of it.

A saltwater fish that can blow itself up

to three times its own size.

Don't you realise what this means?

It's history.

History, my foot. It's money!

Over this way a bit.

And what are your plans for the future,

Mr Pemberton'?

Oh, I don't know, maybe I'll retire,

sail around the world in my own yacht

with a cargo of beautiful girls.

Oh, hark at him!

Seasick on the Serpentine!

I suppose I'll get something out of it.

I'm not counting my chickens yet, though.

- Oh, well, thanks for the story.

- You're welcome.

Gosh. Smashing.

Yeah, it is. 17 and 9.

That's all right. Have you heard

the inquest is fixed for tomorrow?

Inquest? Who's dead?

There's always an inquest

on treasure trove.

The coroner has to sort out

the different claims.

Oh, that shouldn't take him long.

After all, I found the stuff.

But there was certain others

instrumental, wasn't there?

- You've got to take that into account.

- How do you mean?

Well, er... if Benny here

hadn't set that wheel rolling...

Now, don't you try and come it over me.

You set it off. I saw you.

- You weren't there.

- Call your own father a liar, would you?

- OK, OK, I did it.

- Good boy.

Come on, Charlie boy.

You can tell me.

Mum won't be cross.

- Don't want a sweet.

- You'll have a sweet and like it!

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