He had been at Newhaven and down by the docks. Vindicated! I couldn’t wait to meet Ingaza the following day and press him to be more precise about their movements. He must surely have noticed something more revealing than the mere absence of a bicycle. Typical of Nicholas to be so cryptic and to clam up just when one wanted to learn more. Yes, just as I had surmised, they must have been hanging about waiting to receive the mysterious cargo, the consignment of stuff, whatever it was. Obviously it was something illicit otherwise why all the subterfuge, such as that ridiculous lie about taking prep? What was it that was being collected on those Wednesday evenings? Hardly ‘brandy for the parson’ – these days cognac is plentiful enough, and in any case, judging from the suspicious quantities of orange squash the Reverend Hollis consumes I rather imagine that gin is the preferred tipple, a commodity obtained at any off-licence. ‘Baccy for the clerk’ also seemed unlikely, our own municipal jobsworth being obsessed with the obnoxious sucking of pear drops.
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