Anger is not the best of stimulants when careful planning is needed. Mr. Campion, who was unaccustomed to the emotion and surprised by its intensity, took various steps to reduce himself to a state where logical thinking could be resumed.
Having disposed of the melancholy doctor he wandered out of the house and climbed to the head of the slope leading to the Tomb. Behind him the traffic on the bypass streamed in an unbroken gully of light and far ahead occasional windows pinpointed the wealthier outposts of Inglewood. It was cold and windless with a thin sickle of a moon and anything but silent. From suburban gardens a quarter of a mile away rockets sailed into the night cascading in carnival stars. He was reminded that this was the eve of the 5th of November, the season dedicated by the
