Dave is on the alert

Me: Dave seems very alert for a Sunday morning. It’s almost like he is waiting for someone.

Nell: That’ll be to do with Peter Tavy.

Me: Who?

Nell: Alejandro’s friend the Dartmoor pony. We found him outside this morning with Sally’s collar and a dirty sporran.

Me: What an odd outfit for a pony.

Nell: He wasn’t wearing it. Honestly I despair of you sometimes. He found Sally’s collar on the moors and a Beefy threw the sporran at him. It was full of mackerel.

Me: I shouldn’t think Hamish wants it back now.

Nell: That’s not the point. It confirms our suspicions that Sally is on Dartmoor.

Me: It was awfully kind of Peter Tavy to come all this way.

Nell: Alejandro invited him to Sunday lunch weeks ago. He met Peter and his wife Mary walking on the moors.

Me: Does Poppy know we have guests?

Nell: Yes. She’s cooking roast beef with Yorkshire puddings and lots of vegetables for the vegetarians.

Me: Delicious.

Nell: We’re hoping David eats something as he refused his bacon sandwich.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: He is definitely on edge. He lost his temper with Sadie when she stepped on Harriet’s toe and nearly gave himself away.

Me: He hates deception. Darling boy.

Nell: He said she was a Very Bad Sally.

Me: He’s right.

Nell: Did you see Knitwear Wolf leave after he delivered the papers?

Me: No. Why?

Nell: I thought I heard his motorbike and he usually comes in to say goodbye.

Me: He’s in the kitchen peeling potatoes for Poppy.

Nell: Wait. Where is David?

Me: Why?

Nell: Get Knitwear Wolf. I think David has stolen his motorbike.

Me: No.

Nell: If I’m not mistaken David is on his way to Dartmoor to rescue Sally. Hurry.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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