never get paid enough. I've figured a better way of making some easy money!"

"How easy?"

"All we gotta do is pick it up!"

"Pull the other one."

"I'm not joking!" said Groundhog, looking slightly hurt, "This is a fair-square deal. Want to hear it?"

"OK."

"One of us has to stay in a bag for a couple of hours, that's all."

"In a bag?"

"Yeah, its like this. You know the railway station, where the big luggage goes? People take it to the end, where the steps are, and it gets shoved onto trolleys, ready for the train. Well. .."

"I still don't get you?" said Albin, "You want to get into a bag and pretend to be luggage? That's a pretty useless thing to do. No money in that!"

"Nah!" said Groundhog, "You don't have to stay in the bag! You wait till they lock up and go home, then you get out of the bag and grab the money!"

"What money?"

"I don't know, but there's sure to be some about. You could have a look in the other luggage. There's always a few rich tourists around!"

"But why me?" said Albin, "I don't want to hide in a bag. It was your idea anyway. You should do it!"

"I'm don't want to. I'm too big anyway."

"No you're not."

"Well, I'd be better at carrying the bag. I could put you on the back of my bike and drop you off."

"You're not dropping me!"

"I didn't say drop you! I said drop you off! I'd be careful."

Albin realized he was no longer disputing about whether he would go in the bag or not, but rather when Groundhog would drop him off at the station. Somehow his friend had tricked him into agreeing.