It took us nearly an hour to get to Hounslow. The traffic
was very heavy again, and we did not enjoy the journey.
We found Morton 's house but when we knocked on the
door there was no answer. "A wasted journey," I said. I was
rather annoyed. We walked back to the police car. lust then
an ambulance stopped outside the house. The driver opened
the back doors and helped a woman down the steps. She
was about thirty-five years old and had a bandage around her
head. Her left eye was closed.