If he could see that man more than half a mile away, his own figure must be apparent over a long distance in that clear brown expanse.

Perhaps at that very moment the policeman from the churchtown was prowling about the moors in search of him.

His actions at that lonely house were suspicious enough to attract anybody's attention.
That was an act of imprudence which he had no right to commit.

He had not evaded the keen eyes of the London police to be trapped like a rat by a rural constable.

It was too dangerous for him to remain there.