16 The Wheels Go RoundGiles and Isopel were sitting in the window-seat in the morning-room, holding hands.
The sunlight poured in upon them, and the village of Mystery Mile was as peaceful as if nothing untoward had ever happened upon the whole island. They were alone. Biddy was at the Dower House, and Mr Campion off once more upon his investigations in the village.
The rustle of car wheels outside on the drive startled the two, and Isopel, who caught a fleeting glance of a putty-coloured body and crimson wings, turned to Giles looking utterly dismayed.
‘Oh, my dear,’ she said. ‘He’s come back!’
‘Who? Your father?’ Giles was ever more physically than mentally alert.
‘No. That was Mr Barber.’
The young squire bounced to his feet.
‘Good Lord!’ he said. ‘What cheek that chap has! I’ll
