Gently Down the Stream
“‘I wish I had that feeling … but this case keeps making a fool of me.’ They had had tea in the canteen at Headquarters and were now bowling along in the Wolseley under the unquenchable sun of late afternoon. Right through the Broads ran the road. It crossed three rivers, skirted two broads and opened up on either hand, huge vistas of mysterious marshland. Sails pocked and pointed the blue-gold embroidery. The towers of forgotten windmills stood out like castles of Faery. It was a strange land, ...a poetic land, a land burgeoning with fable and supernatural story.
And, as a matter of fact, the fishing was good wherever you chanced to drop a line … ‘You say this bungalow was only taken for three weeks, Dutt?’ ‘That’s right, sir. Booked by phone on April 5th.’ ‘Then he was only planning to stay there till the dust died down.’ ‘Or p’raps it was the best he could do, sir. April hisn’t exactly early for booking holiday accommodation.’ They could see the marram hills now.MoreLess
And, as a matter of fact, the fishing was good wherever you chanced to drop a line … ‘You say this bungalow was only taken for three weeks, Dutt?’ ‘That’s right, sir. Booked by phone on April 5th.’ ‘Then he was only planning to stay there till the dust died down.’ ‘Or p’raps it was the best he could do, sir. April hisn’t exactly early for booking holiday accommodation.’ They could see the marram hills now.MoreLess
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