He was a very tall, thin man, with a long nose like a beak, which jutted out between two keen, grey eyes, set closely together and sparkling brightly from behind a pair of gold-rimmed glasses
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
We had left the fertile country behind and beneath us.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
I looked back at the platform when we had left it far behind and saw the tall, austere figure of Holmes standing motionless and gazing after us.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
‘But I have seen more than that,’ said he, ‘for Hugo Baskerville passed me upon his black mare, and there ran mute behind him such a hound of hell as God forbid should ever be at my heels.’
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
‘But I have seen more than that,’ said he, ‘for Hugo Baskerville passed me upon his black mare, and there ran mute behind him such a hound of hell as God forbid should ever be at my heels.’
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Has been in the habit of carrying this stick behind his master.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
I explained everything to him: how I had found it impossible to remain behind, how I had followed him, and how I had witnessed all that had occurred.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
To my dismay the creature flew straight for the great mire, and my acquaintance never paused for an instant, bounding from tuft to tuft behind it, his green net waving in the air.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
A boulder of granite concealed our approach, and crouching behind it we gazed over it at the signal light.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of running feet behind me and by a voice which called me by name.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
You saw me, perhaps, on the night of the convict hunt, when I was so imprudent as to allow the moon to rise behind me?
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
So wily was he that he had not trusted himself upon foot, but he had availed himself of a cab so that he could loiter behind or dash past them and so escape their notice.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Vaguely I could discern the black bank of the trees and the lighter expanse of the moor, for the moon was behind the clouds.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
In the great old-fashioned fireplace behind the high iron dogs a log-fire crackled and snapped.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Between the two, behind the hill, was the house of the Stapletons.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
I tiptoed down the path and stooped behind the low wall which surrounded the stunted orchard.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Rolling pasture lands curved upward on either side of us, and old gabled houses peeped out from amid the thick green foliage, but behind the peaceful and sunlit countryside there rose ever, dark against the evening sky, the long, gloomy curve of the moor, broken by the jagged and sinister hills.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
I left Sir Henry behind, therefore, not without some prickings of conscience, and drove off upon my new quest.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Barrymore it might possibly have been, but we had left him behind us, and I am certain that he could not have followed us.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
We had taken the precaution of leaving our boots behind us, but, even so, the old boards snapped and creaked beneath our tread.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
Then, still keeping a hundred yards behind, we followed into Oxford Street and so down Regent Street.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
As you look at their grey stone huts against the scarred hillsides you leave your own age behind you, and if you were to see a skin-clad, hairy man crawl out from the low door fitting a flint-tipped arrow on to the string of his bow, you would feel that his presence there was more natural than your own.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
When you are once out upon its bosom you have left all traces of modern England behind you, but, on the other hand, you are conscious everywhere of the homes and the work of the prehistoric people.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of Baskervilles
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— in the place or situation that is being or has been departed from
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— at someone/something’s back or opposite side
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30 uses of ‘behind’ in The Hound of the Baskervilles, by Arthur Conan Doyle