As it was, they looked incuriously on.

One touched his cap in salute, and I responded graciously.
As the dark fell I turned up a side glen which, as I remember from the map, led into an unfrequented corner of the hills.

Soon the villages were left behind, then the farms, and then even the wayside cottage.
Presently we came to a lonely moor where the night was blackening the sunset gleam in the bog pools.

Here we stopped, and I obligingly reversed the car and restored to Mr Jopley his belongings.
'A thousand thanks,' I said.

'There's more use in you than I thought.
Now be off and find the police.' As I sat on the hillside, watching the tail-light dwindle, I reflected on the various kinds of crime I had now sampled.