The million pound banknote

When I handed the banknote to him he shouted 'I've won!'. He slapped Abel on the back. 'Now what do you say, brother?'

Abel replied 'I say he did survive. Now I've lost twenty thousand pounds. I never would have believed it.'

'I've even more to tell you,' I said. 'It is a rather long story. I want to visit you soon, and tell you all about the whole month. I promise you that it's worth hearing what I have to say. In the meantime, take a look at this. It is a bank account with £200,000 in it. The money is mine. I earned it by being careful how I used that banknote you let me borrow. And I only tried to buy small, unimportant things with it.'

But now it was Portia's turn to be surprised. Her eyes were spread wide, and she said 'Henry, is that really your money? Have you been fibbing to me?'

'I have indeed, dearie. But you'll forgive me, I know.'

She pouted, and pretended to look serious. She said 'Don't you be so sure. You are a naughty thing to hide the truth from me like that!'