"It's very serious," said the Chairman.
"For somebody," retorted Mrs. Lewknor.
By common consent the case was adjourned.
The Reverend Spink retired to Old Town.
The fierce hostility of Mrs. Lewknor, and the no less formidable resistance of Mrs. Trupp, made the curate uneasy.
After dark he went round to Alf Caspar's garage.
"You're sure of your facts?" he asked.
"Dead cert," said Alf. "Drove em there meself."
"And the date?"
"Marked it down at the time, sir.... I can show it you in me ledger. Always make a note of me engagements. You never know when it mayn't come in handy."