“What?”
“I said, ‘How?’”
“How? How do ghosts appear? I don’t know. They just appear.”
“Over four or five hundred yards of open park?”
“Well, but she had to appear here, because this is where the original one—Lady Anne, you know—was supposed to walk.”
“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.”