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'What's that,' asked Neville.

'Is that it?' Omally asked.

'We might simply make a clean breast of it,' said John.

'But "early arrest", what do you think that means?'

There are many pleasures to be had in camping out. The old nights under canvas, the wind in your hair and fresh air in your lungs. An opportunity to get away from it all and commune with nature. Days in sylvan glades watching the sunshine dancing between the leaves and dazzling the eyes. Birdsong swelling at dawn to fill the ears. In harmony with the Arcadian Spirits of olden Earth. At night a time for reverie about the crackling campfire, the sweet smell of mossy peat and pine needles. Ah yes, that is the life.

'I mean we might tell the police about what we saw; it might start an investigation into what is going on in the Mission.'

'I have no other suggestions,' said Jim. 'I can only counsel caution and the maintaining of the now legendary low profile.'

'But "early arrest", what do you think that means?'

'I was just talking about that to Pooley,' said Neville, gesturing towards Jim's table.

'I was just talking about that to Pooley,' said Neville, gesturing towards Jim's table.

Norman prodded at his paper. 'Wheelbarrow clue in double slaying.'

'We?' said Pooley. 'Where do you get this "we" from? It was your wheelbarrow.'

The two men did not wait to see what might happen. They looked at each other, dropped the newspaper and fled.

Omally awoke with a start, something was pressing firmly into his throat and stopping his breath. 'Ow, ooh, get off, get off.' These imprecations were directed towards Jim Pooley, whose oversized boot had come snugly to rest beneath Omally's chin. 'Will you get off I say?'

Omally awoke with a start, something was pressing firmly into his throat and stopping his breath. 'Ow, ooh, get off, get off.' These imprecations were directed towards Jim Pooley, whose oversized boot had come snugly to rest beneath Omally's chin. 'Will you get off I say?'

'I don't think the Professor would appreciate that, it might interfere with his plans. Also the police might claim conspiracy because we didn't come forward earlier.'

'But there isn't a photograph of the wheelbarrow?'

Norman prodded at his paper. 'Wheelbarrow clue in double slaying.'

'But "early arrest", what do you think that means?'

'I mean we might tell the police about what we saw; it might start an investigation into what is going on in the Mission.'

'Here it is,' said Jim, '"Wheelbarrow Clue in Double Slaying. Chiswick Police leading an investigation into the matter of the two bodies found on the foreshore upon the fall of the Thames last week believe that they now have a lead regarding the owner of the wheelbarrow discovered at the scene of the crime. Detective Inspector Cyril Barker said in an exclusive interview with the Brentford Mercury that he expected to make an early arrest".'

Omally was not listening, he was peeling a potato. Before him a monstrous heap of such peelings spoke most fluently of the restricted diet upon which the two were at present subsisting. 'It is spud for breakfast,' said he.

'I was just talking about that to Pooley,' said Neville, gesturing towards Jim's table.

But naught, however, remained to signal that either Jim Pooley or John Omally had ever been there, naught but for two half-consumed pints of Large going warm upon the table and a saloon-bar door which swung quietly to and fro upon its hinge.

'We might simply make a clean breast of it,' said John.

Pooley jerked himself awake. 'Where am I?' he groaned.

The two men did not wait to see what might happen. They looked at each other, dropped the newspaper and fled.

'No, either the reporter had no film in his Brownie or the police didn't think it necessary.'

Omally was not listening, he was peeling a potato. Before him a monstrous heap of such peelings spoke most fluently of the restricted diet upon which the two were at present subsisting. 'It is spud for breakfast,' said he.

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