"Never mind that! You go away! Go away to once!"
By this time I had become more accustomed to the darkness, and saw that the man was of huge proportions, and I judged that he had a serious purpose in speaking to me.
"I tell 'ee," he went on, "that you must go away; ef you do'ant ..." Here he stopped as though he did not know how to finish his sentence. My mind worked quickly, and I remembered my previous experiences which had taken place at this very spot. His presence explained those wild, staring eyes which I had seen in the copse, and the apparition which had puzzled me on the night I had talked with Hugh Lethbridge.
What he might mean by dogging my footsteps I could not explain, but that there was some meaning I felt quite sure.
"You have been following me for days," I said.
He grunted an assent.
"I found you watching me last Thursday week. You crept away from me when I went after you."
"I dedn't main no wrong."
"Yes, but what do you mean?"
"You must go away!—go away!" he repeated.