Mrs Baines had not been forewarned of a visit, so Cleo
and Dorothy waited one the doorstep for
quite some time after banging the brass gargoyle that served as a door knocker.
Cleo left early for HQ. She had made a list of
questions she wanted to ask Coppins. She thought she was on the verge of a
breakthrough with Jessie, but only Coppins could know the story. It remained to
be seen whether he would be cooperative.
Dorothy was quite relieved to leave the crime world for an
hour or two , thought it got later and later as Mr Morgan drove his old-timer at
a modest pace along the quiet roads, negotiating even slower farm-vehicles and occasional
tail-backs between Swansea in Wales and Upper Grumpsfield somewhere in Oxfordshire.
Eventually he was able to park his little black Morris Minor near St Peter’s
Parish Church. Mr Morgan was inordinately happy to be back again..