Even as I turned and
looked the other way I felt that those penetrating eyes were still
looking at me, never asleep, always keen and searching.
There was no awe about Kennedy. He carefully pushed aside the lid
and peered inside. I almost expected to see some one in there. A
moment later he pulled out his magnifying-glass and. carefully
examined the interior. At last he was apparently satisfied with
his search. He had narrowed his attention down to a few marks on
the stone, partly in the thin layer of dust that had collected on
the bottom.
"This was a very modern and material reincarnation," he remarked,
as he rose. "If I am not mistaken, the apparition wore shoes,
shoes with nails in the heels, and nails that are not like those
in American shoes. I shall have to compare the marks I have found
with marks I have copied from shoe-nails in the wonderful
collection of M. Bertillon. Offhand, I should say that the shoes
were of French make."
The library having been gone over next without anything attracting
Kennedy's attention particularly, he asked about the basement or
cellar.
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