"I'm not quite sure. I expect to stop off at a road somewhere on the way. Let me think a moment — the name slips my mind."
"Ridge Road?"
"That's it. How did you happen to name it so quickly?"
Vincent laughed.
"We live near Ridge Road," he said. "We have a cottage about half a mile beyond. Would you like to run up and see the place?"
Cooper studied Vincent rather quizzically. The invitation had been given in a friendly, matter-of-fact manner.
"I suppose so," said Cooper. He seemed a trifle uneasy for the moment.
* * *
When the car pulled up in front of the cottage, Cooper was the first to alight.
"He's our man," whispered Weston.