Chapter Fourteen
We were greeted in the hall by a beaming Joan.
‘Have you heard the good news?’ she demanded breathlessly. ‘They’ve found Simon! And he’s all right!’
We duly expressed our surprise and satisfaction.
‘Where did they find him?’ asked Sylvia.
‘Well, they found the car first of all, on the beach near Aldeburgh with the waves lapping around it. They thought the worst at first but it was just that the silly a*s hadn’t thought to leave it out of the reach of the high tide. He was found a little way away, sitting on the sand and staring out to sea. His mother lives nearby, you know, in one of those rest homes for decayed gentlewomen. I believe she’s quite ga-ga now, poor old thing. That’s what made them think he might be there. Anyway, he must have been having one of his nervo
