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 Deane was wondering if by any chance the boy had exposed himself to the sun, when Holloway spoke, with a certain hesitancy and constraint which had the effect of making him appear all at once more than ever boyish.

"Deane, do you know I've been wondering if there could be anything in those fellows' stories, after all? I don't mean any of that rot about a woman, but … I saw something myself to-night."

"Where?" Deane asked with equal seriousness. The darkness hid a smile of amused tolerance on his face.

"Down among the tombs." Holloway's voice was solemn.

"Perhaps a goat got loose," Deane suggested hopefully.

"Oh, you can laugh if you like!"