Chapter 50

‘Sleep, Nature’s sweet restorer,’ said the young man quite seriously. ‘The learned cleric must be prevailed upon to put us up today. We’d better arrive at Mystery Mile at night. I think we’re safe here until then. Marlowe, you’d better rest, too. We’ll put you out at the nearest railway station on our way.’ ‘Hell to you!’ said Marlowe. ‘I don’t think I shall ever sleep again.’ ‘Amateur,’ said Mr Campion happily. ‘I shall slumber like a babe.’ There was no difficulty about accommodation in the old Vicarage. Within h…