What had been, simply was not; that was all.
Followed by my wondering companion, I made such inquiry as I could in the little neighborhood.

I could learn nothing.

No one knew anything of the occupant of these rooms.

No one had heard any carts approach, nor had distinguished any sounds during the night.
"Sir," said I to my friend, at last; "I do not understand it.

I have pursued, but it seems the butterfly has flown." So, both silent, myself morosely so, we turned and made our way back across the town.
Half an hour later we were on the docks at the river front, where we could look out over the varied shipping which lay there.