…and he was neither seen nor heard from ever again, ‘round these parts.
Nor will he ever be.
Our town’s vigilant, we’ll make a point of that.
No one can remember what it was he did to deserve our collective scorn, but whatever it was, it must’ve been awful.
After all, our community doesn’t make mistakes. Not here, not ever. Not once we’ve put our heads together and settled on something.
We cast him out, so casting him out must have been the right choice, the only choice.
Thus: He’ll never be seen or heard from again, for whatever reason.