"We've just heard that Mr.Oliver left his hotel at Northborough yesterday morning at eleven o'clock, alone, walking.

Has anybody any idea of any project, any excursion, that he had in mind ?" An elderly man who had been in conversation with the leading lady stepped forward.
"I was talking to Oliver about the coast scenery between here and Northborough the other day--Friday," he remarked.

"He'd never seen it--I told him I used to know it pretty well once.

He said he'd try and see something of it on Sunday--yesterday, you know.

And, I say--" here he came closer to the two managers and lowered his voice--"that coast is very wild, lonely, and a good bit dangerous--sharp and precipitous cliffs.