CHAPTER 3 The Adventure of the Literary Innkeeper
I had a solemn time travelling north that day.It was fine May weather, with the hawthorn flowering on every hedge, and I asked myself why,when I was still a free man, I had stayed on in London and not got the good of this heavenly country. I didn't dare face the restaurant car, but I got a luncheonbasket at Leeds and shared it with the fat woman. Also I got the morning's papers, with news about starters for the Derby and the beginning of the cricket season,and some paragraphs about how Balkan affairs were settling down and a British squadron was going to Kiel.
