“ And where have you been?” said he.
“ I took that lane that goes up the hill opposite the stone arch in the wall.”
“ Oh! did you? Then you’ve been very near where Betton Wood used to be: at least, if you followed it up to the top, and out into the field.”
And if the reader will believe it, that was the first time that I put two and two together. Did I at once tell Philipson what had happened to me? I did not. I have not had other experiences of the kind which are called super-natural, or -normal, or -physical, but, though I knew very well I must speak of this one before long, I was not at all anxious to do so; and I think I have read that this is a common case.
So all I said was: “Did you see the old man you meant to?”
“ Old Mitchell? Yes, I did; and got something of a story
