Chapter 6

And that, mark you, from a man who played for Middlesex! Really, I reflected, the thing was ceasing to be funny. And I was just getting a suitable remark ready, when Longworth suddenly straightened up and stared across the lawn. Bill Tracey was coming towards us, and at his side was a police-sergeant. And Bill Tracey’s face was serious. “Where’s Drummond?” he called out. “He said he was going to stroll down to the river,” said Darrell. He cupped his mouth with his hands and let out a shout that startled the rooks f…