Today, Sir Spencer told me to hide
something where no one could find it.

Well, I had this idea, I figured if I
could somehow have it protected by a
dangerous animal, like the vicious
canine that lives here, no one would be
able to get near it.

As far as I can tell, the mutt is always
hanging around the second floor
balcony on the west side of the terrace,
and he ought to come running at the
sound of a dog whistle.

This is where you come in. The thing
is, I reckon you're the only person that
can get near that damn dog without
risking a serious mauling.