“At Reading?”
“No, at Sonning.”
“The village of Sonning-on-Thames?”
“Precisely. Do you know it?”
“Slightly. I have in fact—”
“Yes?”
“Well, it is a pleasure resort, a place where young couples—”
“Precisely—where a young man might take a young woman.”
Freyberger smiled discreetly.
“Well,” continued the chief, “I am sending you down there hoping you may meet some one more interesting than a girl.”