Chapter 4

“Well, if he hits me on the back again I shan’t be. He’s rammed my braces through my spine. But, honestly, I thought the man was mad. He’s been talking the most appalling hot air on the way up, and he assaulted two complete strangers at the _Cat and Custard Pot_.” Bill Tracey stared at me in surprise. “Assaulted two strangers at the _Cat and Custard Pot_!” he repeated. “What on earth did he do that for?” “Ask me another,” I said irritably. “Two foreign-looking men.” “That’s funny,” he remarked thoughtfully. “Rodger…