5: Nightmare Farm
SINCE, ACCORDING TO NICHOLAS CHURCHILL, it was little over a mile from the inn to Knightsmere Farm (but Nicholas called it Nightmare, as had everyone else in the place whom Gees had heard mention the name, so far) Gees decided that it was not worth while turning out the car.
“Is it easy to find?” he inquired.
“Couldn’t miss it if thee tried, sir,” Nicholas squeaked— this was when he brought Gees the inevitable eggs and bacon, in spite of the ham and eggs of the preceding night— “for tha’ll see the hedges, one each side the roadway— the may is out, now— an’ there ain’t another pair of hedges like them in the county— in the whole country, I’d say.”
“Hawthorn hedges— yes,” Gees observed. “And which way is it?”
“Soon as thee get outside the front door, turn to the right
