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Leyland did not come back till early on Monday morning; and when he came out to the Gudgeon he found Angela already returned. He was plainly despondent.
"There's simply nothing right about this case," he explained. "Nothing ever seems to work out according to schedule. What could be easier, in an ordinary way, than to trace the movements of a man who's gone up river in a punt? He must pass through the locks; he must go up the main stream -- you couldn't take a punt up the Windrush, for example; he can't leave it about anywhere, at this time of the year, without its being noticed. And yet I've lost all trace of him."