He went only as far as the spot where the man had been standing.

When, in my astonishment, I advanced upon him there, he wheeled about quite naturally in my direction and, accosting me by name, remarked, in his genial off-hand manner: "There is no need for us to tire our legs in a chase after that man.

I know him well enough." "And who--" I began.
A quizzical smile answered me.

The light was now in our faces, and I had a perfect view of his.

Its expression quite disarmed me; but I knew, as well as if he had spoken, that I should receive no other reply to my half-formed question.
"Are you going back into town ?" he asked, as I paused and looked down at the umbrella swinging in his hand.