An hour or so later, they were indeed home, just as Cyril had promised. After sharing a warm bath together, and a spot of “hanky-panky,” the couple dressed for dinner and went down to the bar in the pub.
Mrs. Bundy greeted them warmly. “Any Moddey Dhoo sightings?”
“None to speak of, I’m afraid,” Caroline said, ignoring Cyril’s exasperated expression.
Mrs. Bundy poured their drinks and placed them on the bar in front of them. “Was it a pleasant outing then?”
“Oh, it was,” Cyril said. “The sights were unbeatable.”
“Informative and lovely,” Caroline said. “And the packed lunch was divine.”
“Good. I’m glad,” Mrs. Bundy said. “I thought of you two today as I was off in the late afternoon to the camp for a remarkable art exhibition. Unfortunately, they'd canceled the trip to the cinema ear
