"Yes I'm certain it was Gordon Gray-the man whose face I can never forget, and whom I could identify among a million Gordon Gray Returned from, the dead " The white-haired rector, the Reverend Norton Homfray, a tall, sparely-built man of sixty-five, pursed his lips and drew a long breath. He was evidently greatly upset. He had taken off his surplice in the vestry after evening service, and now stood motionless against the old rood-screen gazing into the cavernous darkness of the empty Norman church.