He always had an uneasy feeling that there was someone following him. Some phantom, that he can't describe or explain away, but could vividly feel, always lurking in the back of his mind constantly making him feel that way. He always had an inkling who it was but he never dared to turn behind lest he may confirm his worst fears. - I could vividly remember the first time I met him. When we met I found him quite dull, short in height and pitifully ordinary in first glance. Yet, there was something in him that was unsettling. He was the living essence of Fitzgerald's lines, "He smiled and said understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare conversations with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. He faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. He understood you just as far as you wanted to b...