"'Oh, there isn't much to tell,' she said. 'When I got a mile or two on the road I found I had quite forgotten the way, so I inquired of the first person I met, a labourer, and he said, "When you come to the duck pond bear sharply to your left." Well, I trudged on and on, and I am sure I must have gone miles, but no duck pond; and I was beginning to despair of ever seeing it, when a sudden swerve in the road revealed it to me. The sky was very dark and threatening, and the wind--you know how I detest wind--sorely tried my temper. It was perfectly fiendish. Well, when I got to the pond I found there were two roads and I had quite forgotten which of them I had to take. I was standing there shivering, feeling horribly bored, when to my joy a figure suddenly hove in view. It had grown so dark that I could not make out whether the stranger was a man or a woman. Besides, I couldn't see a face at all, only a short, squat body clad in some sort of ill-fitting fustian garment. I shouted out, "Can you tell me the way to the Gyp Mill?" but could get no reply. The strange creature simply put out one hand, and taking the road to the right, beckoned to me to follow. Then I suddenly remembered that the other person--the labouring man--had told me to take the road to the left, and I ran after the curious-looking individual shouting, "The Gyp Mill.--Do you hear?--I want to go to the Gyp Mill. Mrs. Dyer's." Again I got no response, but the hand waved me on more vigorously than before. "'It was now so dark that I could hardly see where I was treading, and the wind was so strong that I had the greatest difficulty in keeping my feet. I battled on, however, and after what seemed to me an eternity, we eventually stopped outside a building that showed a twinkling light in one of the windows. My conductor opened a wicket gate and, signing to me to follow, walked me up a narrow winding path to the front door. Here he halted and, turning suddenly round on me, showed his face. It was the Dyer boy--Davy, I think they called him. Davy the hunchback.' Here Beryl paused. "'Are you quite sure?' I asked.