Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine, Vol. 60, No. 1. Whole No. 344, July 1972

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A pickup in the rain on a dark road late at night can be dangerous for a traveler. Julian Symons tells us about a case in point in a masterly study of suspense...

Now, join Donald en route to a gay holiday in France when suddenly he becomes involved in a deadly battle of wits...

The milestone, just visible in the rain, said Dover 41. Donald’s mouth pursed and he began to whistle The Song of the Skye Boatmen:

Not to Skye, but to Calais. In a light pleasant voice he fitted words to the tune:

To be young, he thought, to be young and happy. He remembered for a moment the row with Charles, but nothing could keep down for long the bubble of his high spirits. Rain splashed on the car’s windshield, the tires made sucking noises on the wet road, the wipers echoed his thoughts by saying a new life, a new life.

Quite wrong, of course; he would return to England — this was nothing but a short holiday. He said aloud, “One of the things about you, Donald, is that every time you do something fresh you think it’s the beginning of a new life.”

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