I glanced out of the window and saw a big touringcar coming up the glen towards the inn. It drew up at the door, and there was the sound of people alighting.There seemed to be two of them, men in aquascutums and tweed caps.
Ten minutes later the innkeeper slipped into the room, his eyes bright with excitement.
'There's two chaps below looking for you,' he whispered. 'They're in the dining-room having whiskies-and-sodas. They asked about you and said they had hoped to meet you here. Oh! and they described you jolly well, down to your boots and shirt.I told them you had been here last night and had gone off on a motor bicycle this morning, and one of the chaps swore like a navvy.'