"You would know the place if you saw it again?"
"Yes."
The Deemster turned to the coroner.
"Which course do you take?"
"Across Glen Dhoo, sir, past Ravensdale, and along the mountain-path to the Sherragh Vane."
"Come, girl, mount; be quick."
Mona was lifted to the saddle, the coroner took the bridle, and they started away, the seven men walking behind.