As the dark fell I turned up a side glen which, as I remember from the map, led into an unfrequented corner of the hills. Soon the villages were left behind,then the farms, and then even the wayside cottage.Presently we came to a lonely moor where the night was blackening the sunset gleam in the bog pools.Here we stopped, and I obligingly reversed the car and restored to Mr Jopley his belongings.
'A thousand thanks,' I said. 'There's more use in you than I thought. Now be off and find the police.
