In The lodger an ominous character paced the floor, which Hitchcock constructed of glass.
Her name was Marion Cavendish, and it was written over many photographs which stood in silver frames in the lodger's rooms.
There was certainly a lodger there, who furnished his own room, and stayed about two weeks.
The covering is very often the lodger's coat, unless he happens to have a blanket of his own.
"She's in the lodger's room, ma," cries Miss Shum, heckoing me.
But, nevertheless, her heart twittered as she showed Miss Carbury up to the lodger's sitting-room.
She not unnaturally connected his appearance with her lodger.
A fellow-student of mine was their lodger, a handsome young German, brimful of talent, but sadly deficient in health.
She did not know her lodger was English until the day he left.
No, there could be no mistake as to the identity of Mrs. Blake's lodger!