“I nodded. Leethwaite was very much at his ease.
“‘Been to Helvore?’
“I knew by instinct he would mention the place.
“He thought I looked ill, and told me I had been overdoing it.
“‘It is merely a case of “flu,”’ I assured him. ‘I had it six weeks ago, and still feel the effects.’
(“The woman in the hollow was before me. I saw again her shabby shawl and the blood round her throat.)
“‘There was a murder down there a short time ago.’
“‘I heard of it,’ I remarked casually. ‘It was a wife murder, I believe.’
“‘Yes, just a common wife murder, and the fellow was caught and hanged.’
“‘Then why the ghost?’