Chapter Twenty-Seven
A discussion – a conjecture – revelation – Charlie investigates – the contents of the book
Gladys and Tom chatted in a carbolic-smelling waiting room while Charlie saw the doctor. When Charlie returned, he smelled of medicinal brandy. Gladys suspected that he may have exceeded the prescribed dose.
“What a waste of a morning,” he said as they walked back to the carriage.
“We learned a lot,” Gladys said. “We know that our vicar has run for it. We should look at the local stables and railway stations. Our man of the cloth might have managed his own luggage, but he’d still have needed help to transport Gruffydd.”
“Soundsh reasonable. Sounds.”
“I’m going to talk to the cabman’s girl.”
“Sue? I already tried that.”
“Well, this time I’ll try,” Gladys said. “You can do
