And the Doctor was not long in giving them the facts, when they had run
up on to the shingle, and then crunched through it to the place where
Peter's body lay under the steep black cliff--in the exact spot where
Tom Hamon's had lain just eighteen days before.
But that it was undoubtedly Peter's face and body, those who had come
after Tom the last time might have thought they were going through their
previous experience over again. It was all so like.
They all stood round in a dark, silent group while the Doctor carefully
examined the body, and the Senechal looked on with stern and troubled
face.
"It is most extraordinary," said the Doctor, straightening up from his
task at last, and his face, too, was knitted with perplexity, but had
something else in it besides. "This man has been done to death in
exactly the same way as Hamon"--a rustle of surprise shook the group of
silent onlookers. "The head has been beaten in just as Hamon's was--with
some blunt rounded tool, I should say. These other wounds and contusions
are the results of his fall down the cliff.
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