Ralph detoured back to the woods where Toby laid his traps, just in case his son had returned to the to see if there was anything there which he could bring home for supper.
Deep down, he knew it was a long shot, but in his mind the inn was his last chance of finding his son before returning home empty handed, and Ralph did not know what he was going to say to Enid if that ended up being the case.
She would probably demand that Ralph organise a hunt for Toby by gathering up all the locals from the area and sending them out to scour the countryside for him.
But Ralph could just imagine the ribbing he would receive asking for help to find his strapping six-foot son. If anyone could take care of themselves it was Toby, and that was known throughout the town.
As he feared, the area where T
