Till of late I have heard nothing of him.
He disappeared altogether from these parts, just after your honour went away.

News once came here from one who knew him, and who had gone up to London on a visit to a kinsman, that he had met him there, dressed up in a garb in no way according with his former position, but ruffling it at a tavern frequented by loose blades, spending his money freely, and drinking and dicing with the best of them.
"A week since he was seen down here, in a very sorry state, looking as if luck had gone altogether against him.

Benjamin Haddock, who lives, as you know, close to the gate of Lynnwood, told me that he saw one pass along the road, just as it was dusk, whom he could swear was that varlet Nicholson.

He went to the door and looked after him to make sure, and saw him enter the gate.

Next day Nicholson was in Lancaster.