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time I became conscious of my intense isolation, alone on the moor miles away from any fellow creature. I stopped for half a minute, half in doubt as to whether to proceed. Then I told myself that fear is always strongest when in pursuit and, smiling at my folly, I went on.
At the farther side of the mound was the body of a dead man. He was a foreigner, with dark skin and long oily locks of hair. A scarlet handkerchief was tied loosely round his throat. There were ear-rings in his ears. He lay on his back, with his eyes wide open and glazed.
My first feeling was one, not of surprise or pity, but of intense, overpowering nausea. Then with an effort I pulled myself together and examined the body more closely. I could see at once that he had been dead several days. The hands were white and cold, and the limbs strangely limp. His clothes were little more than rags. The shirt was torn open, and tattooed on the chest-even in my horror I could not help but marvel at the skill with which the thing was done-was a great green parrot with wings outstretched.
At first I could see no sign of how the man had met his death. It was not until I turned the body over that I noticed an ugly wound at the back of the skull, that might have been made by some blunt instrument or a stone. There was nothing for me to do except report the matter to the police as quickly as possible. The nearest constable would be stationed at Chedsholme, ten miles away; and I decided that the best way of getting there in the mist would be to walk eastwards until I struck the mineral line that runs from the Bleadale ironstone quarries. This I did; and I shall not easily forget the joyful feeling of companionship in a living world that I experienced on hearing the distant whistle of an engine, and saw five minutes later through a break in the clouds the long train of trucks crawling along the sky-line.
Once on the permanent way my progress became less slow. Freed from the necessity of maintaining a sense of direction, I began to think more of my horrible discovery. Who could the man be, and why had he been killed? He seemed to have

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