ON THE DRIVE BACK TO Elmhurst from Cambridge, Rafferty decided they would stop for a proper lunch, rather than just buying sandwiches. ‘Though we’re not stopping here in the city. Cambridge is such a tourist trap, it’s going to have tourist-type prices that Bradley will be sure to kick off about. Even I’m not foolish enough to goad a bull elephant too far.’
‘I always found the prices reasonable when I was a poor student here,’ Llewellyn said.
‘That was a long time ago,’ Rafferty told him. ‘Times change. Anyway, I’m not lining the pockets of some profit-hungry entrepreneur here in the city. I’d rather do it a few miles down the road, where the profit is likely to be a bit leaner.’
As he hated the food at roadside so-called services, he pulled off the main drag and made for one of the vil
