But he never rose.

A shot-weighted corpse could not have disappeared more finally and completely.

The thing was very awful, and for a while there was silence, which as usual was broken by Jeekie.
"That gay dog gone," he said in a reflective voice.

"All those old ghosts come to fetch him at proper time.

No good run away from ghosts; they travel too quick; one jump, and pop up where you no expect.