What is "pursuer"

Usage examples of "pursuer".

It was only ten minutes later when she rounded the headland behind which the barque had disappeared, and hauled to the westward, but in that short time the barque had set her royals and put an unexpected stretch of tumbling water between herself and her pursuer.

I easily gave the slip to my first pursuer, and entered the wood, which was carpeted with blaeberries and young heather.

Alan guessed that Bonner had given the boy a ticket with explicit instructions in the newspaper he had dropped on the cafe table, probably for a flight that would board immediately so that any pursuers would be blocked-as Alan was--by the complexity of the terminal.

With his pursuers coming rapidly down Pinckney Street, Jeffrey crossed Charles and continued down to Brimmer, where he turned left.

Hither the manslayer, the man who had broken a tabu, or failed in the observance of its rigid requirements, the thief, and even the murderer, fled from his incensed pursuers, and was secure.

Every year the roads leading to them were examined, to see that they were in good condition, and that there was nothing in the way to stop the manslayer as he was running from his pursuer.

Saxon, Buyse, and I had done all that we could to rally them once more, and had cut down some of the foremost of the pursuers, when my eye fell suddenly upon Sir Gervas, standing hatless with a few of his musqueteers in the midst of a swarm of dragoons.

Harry and Jerry were safely away with the precious Neutralizer, while mysterious pursuers were on the trail of an empty truck!

Fast as he was and traveling at top speed, Kleg could not outswim his pursuer, and that worried him greatly.

But now she had no time to speculate upon so trivial a thing, for behind her came the sudden clash of arms and she knew that Turan, the panthan, had crossed swords with the first of their pursuers.

The cold wind of the Paramo luckily caught the pursuers on the top of the pass.

If he were to try and take Milchuk on the spit, Milchuk would risk the swim, he would likely have decided how closely he would let Penner approach, and once that line was crossed, he would swim for the far side, never permitting his pursuer within pistol range.

They had a pinner beam on him, and he was a captive forced to wait for the arrival of his pursuer.

Yet at other times he was undeniably odd, running about frantically as if trying to escape from some awful pursuer, ranting and raving in what seemed to be a coherent foreign language, though no one could identify it.

Now all that we needed to do was lose our pursuers, return to the Rift, and then, moving with great cleverness, reassay the journey.