There is nothing to be seen here, so we may as well go and look at the footprints.

Show us where the marks of the footsteps commence, Queensmead." The constable led the way to the other side of the house and across the green.

The grass terminated a little distance from the inn in a clay bank bordering a wide tract of bare and sterile land, which extended almost to the summit of the rise.

Clearly defined in the clay and the black soft earth were two sets of footprints, one going towards the rise, and the other returning.

The outgoing footsteps were deeply and distinctly outlined from heel to toe.