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The following day it was almost as if the detective were a gentleman of leisure. He rose late, he took plenty of time over his breakfast and then, for an hour and more, he sat smoking upon the beach. He saw nothing of Naughton Jones and was glad to learn from the landlord that the latter had been out and about before seven, and was not likely to be in for lunch. The landlord also informed him that Jones had been called to the telephone before six.
Towards eleven o'clock the detective took out his car and drove over to Halesworth to keep his appointment with the Inspector there, driving very slowly, however, and stopping many times to admire the views.