“Oh, never mind Lady Anne! A real ghost can do anything. But how did Miss Norris appear suddenly⁠—over five hundred yards of bare park?”

Bill looked at Antony with open mouth.

“I⁠—I don’t know,” he stammered. “We never thought of that.”

“You would have seen her long before, wouldn’t you, if she had come the way we came?”

“Of course we should.”

“And that would have spoilt it rather. You would have had time to recognize her walk.”

Bill was interested now.

“That’s rather funny, you know, Tony. We none of us thought of that.”

“You’re sure she didn’t come across the park when none of you were looking?”