"Anyone see you."
"Yes, everyone, I expect, if they had eyes."
Inspector Scrutton made no comment. He just glared. He was evidently holding himself in.
"Well," I went on, "I camped three days there, close by the lake."
"Exactly where, please?" snapped the inspector.
"In the ruined house by the three big gum trees. You can't mistake it. It's not a hundred yards off the Goolwa track."
"Have a fire there?" asked the inspector making a note.
"Yes, every day, and I roasted a rabbit once. For the other meals I had tinned salmon and fish from the lake." I grinned. "I may as well be precise."
"Go on," said the inspector.
I appeared to think. "I left there on the Friday morning, and camped next under the bridge at Currency Creek. On the Saturday and Sunday I was on Goolwa beach. On Monday
