CHAPTER IX
Possibilities of a Croquet Set
"What's the matter?" said Bill sharply.
Antony looked round at him with raised eyebrows.
"You've thought of something suddenly," said Bill. "What is it?"
Antony laughed.
"My dear Watson," he said, "you aren't supposed to be as clever
as this."
"Oh, you can't take me in!"
"No .... Well, I was wondering about this ghost of yours, Bill.
It seems to me--"
"Oh, that!" Bill was profoundly disappointed. "What on earth
has the ghost got to do with it?"
"I don't know," said Antony apologetically. "I don't know what
anything has got to do with it. I was just wondering. You
shouldn't have brought me here if you hadn't wanted me to think
about the ghost. This is where she appeared, isn't it?"
"Yes." Bill was distinctly short about it.
"How?"
"What?"
"I said, 'How?'"
"How? How do ghosts appear? I don't know. They just appear."
"Over four or five hundred yards of open park?"
"Well, but she had to appear here, because this is where the
original one--Lady Anne, you know--was supposed to walk.
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