He was a parasite, a nerveless, bloodless thing without a single human attribute.

He and that woman were alike responsible for your father's ruined life." "Once before," Ray continued, after a moment's pause, "I had told him that if ever we should meet where his life would cost me nothing, I would kill him as I would set my heel upon an adder--and he only smiled as though I had paid him some delicate compliment.

And that night, Guy, a hundred yards from your cottage, he sidled up to me in that lonely road, and bade me direct him to the abode of Mr.Guy Ducaine.

A moment after he recognized me." A grim smile parted Ray's lips, but I could not repress a shudder.
Invariably at any reference to that awful night the old fear came back.
"He seemed at first paralyzed with fear," Ray continued.

"He tried to slip away into the marshes, but I caught him easily, and held him so that he could not escape.