"Any notion which port he'll arrive at?"
"Couldn't say. I've a sort of idea that it might be one of the little
Cornish fishing villages."
"What makes you think so?"
"No particular reason only——"
"Yes, go on—be a pal."
"You won't repeat it?"
"No fear."
"There was a West Country guide book on his table one day and I happened to glance at it."
"Um."
"Ever heard of Polperro?"