Then, like one bewildered by an opposition which would exist none the less though its manifestations were removed, he allowed his arms to sink to his side.
'Let it be,' he said to himself.

'I have declared there shall be peace--if possible.' Taking up his umbrella he quietly left the enclosure, and went on his way, still keeping his back to the town.

He had advanced with more decision since passing the new building, and soon a hoarse murmur rose upon the gloom; it was the sound of the sea.

The road led to the harbour, at a distance of a mile from the town, from which the trade of the district was fed.

After seeing the obnoxious name-board Barnet had forgotten to open his umbrella, and the rain tapped smartly on his hat, and occasionally stroked his face as he went on.
Though the lamps were still continued at the roadside, they stood at wider intervals than before, and the pavement had given place to common road.