22I could think of a lot of other things about him, but I didn’t have time, at the moment. The two Kents were beginning to weigh heavily on my mind. I hesitated at the end of the flag-stoned path and looked along at the stables. It was too bad horses ever went out . . . it would have saved all of us a lot of trouble. The place was still tightly closed up, the way we’d left it when I took Susan to my house. There was still the mail slot, and I had some idea of dropping a card inside telling Bill where she was. I abandoned it at once as I saw Captain Lamb’s bulky figure come around the far corner.
As a matter of fact, I wasn’t sure, as I drove down Massachusetts Avenue to cut over to the P Street Bridge and home, that it mightn’t be a good idea for him to come home and not find her waiting
