Hither and thither she went, beating down the high bracken and tangles of weeds, poking with her stick into every hole and corner, and going further and further into the wood in the certainty that the body was therein concealed.
For my own part, however, I was not too sanguine of success.

The portion of the wood which we had already exhausted seemed to be the most likely point.

To carry the body far would require assistance, and in my own mind I believed the crime to have been the work of one person.

There was no path in the wood in that direction, but soon we came to a deep wooded ravine of the existence of which I was in ignorance.

It was a kind of small glen through which a rivulet flowed, but the banks were covered with a thick impenetrable undergrowth out of which sprang many fine old trees, a place that had apparently existed for centuries undisturbed, for here and there a giant trunk that had decayed and fallen lay across the bank, or had rolled into the rocky bed far below.
"This is a most likely place," declared my dainty little companion as we approached it.