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Wendover, scanning his friend's face, could see that all the carelessness had vanished from its expression. With the prospect of definite work before him, Sir Clinton seemed to have dropped his holiday mood completely.
"I think the first port of call should be the doctor," he suggested as he turned the car into the road leading to Lynden Sands village. "We'd better start at the beginning, inspector; and the doctor seems likely to have been the earliest expert on the spot."