He is no one whom I have seen down here, and I have now met all the neighbours.

The figure was far taller than that of Stapleton, far thinner than that of Frankland.

Barrymore it might possibly have been, but we had left him behind us, and I am certain that he could not have followed us.

A stranger then is still dogging us, just as a stranger dogged us in London.

We have never shaken him off.