"I see. And you were more frightened than ever?"
"Yes. More frightened—terrible. I didn't know what to do. I mumbled somethin'. Then you an' Beth come in——"
"And was it Ben Cameron that you saw?"
The poor creature raised her gaze to Peter's again.
"B-Ben Cameron? Who else could it 'a' been? An' I thought he was dead, Mr. Nichols—years ago."
"You didn't recognize him, then?"
"I—I don't know. It was all so sudden—like seein' a corpse—speakin' that name."
"He wore a short beard?"
"Yes. But Ben Cameron was smooth shaved."
"Did Ben Cameron have any distinguishing mark—anything you could remember him by?"