'And you were in time, mother!'
'More than in time,' said she. 'There was nothing to do. I have realised, however, that your extraordinary and horrible story was true. It was not a fever-dream. The tomb has been desecrated.'
'But, mother, you went as you promised to the sands in Church Cove, and you waited for the ebb of the tide?'
'I did.'
'And you found—'
'Nothing; no corpse exposed.'
'And you went again the next day?'
'I did.'
'And you found—'
'Nothing.'