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Chapter 25
Chapter 25 Once they had seen Miss Ambrose safely to her door and showed Yates’s note to the constable, Captain Decker drove the rest of them back to the Dunwick cottage in his farm cart: the police constable, Concordia, David, Lady Dunwick, and Mrs. Reese. Lady Dunwick and Mrs. Reese shared the driver’s bench with Decker—poor Lady Dunwick getting squeezed in the process, seated between the stocky Decker and the buxom Mrs. Reese. Concordia, David, and the constable perched atop hay bales in the back. “Hang on back there, folks!” Decker called, flicking the reins. “Storm runoff has rutted this road somethin’ awful.” But the three of them needed no encouragement to cling to the sides for dear life. The captain drove with abandon. Concordia nearly lost her hat in the process and finally tu
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