“What’s wrong?” I said as soon as I saw him. His face was tight with worry. He came close to me and spoke quietly. “Edith, how did our things get here?” he asked. “Oh, I wrote a note to Mrs Jones.” “You did?” “Yes, I did. Why?” He didn’t answer for a moment. “What did the note say?” “It said we had run into some friends who invited us to stay with them. Whatever is wrong, Simon?” He looked about us. “It’s only that if for some reason we weren’t to come back, I had hopes that Mrs Jones would report us missing to the mountain rescuers.” “Are you expecting to require a mountain rescue?” “I’m not
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