Sir Archie, free from Dougal's compelling presence, gave the gamekeeper peremptory orders not to shoot till he was bidden, and Carfrae at the kitchen door was warned to the same effect.

The shuttered house, where the only light apart from the garden-room was the feeble spark of the electric torches, had the most disastrous effect upon his spirits.

The gale which roared in the chimney and eddied among the rafters of the hall seemed an infernal commotion in a tomb.
"Let's go upstairs," he told Saskia; "there must be a view from the upper windows." "You can see the top of the old Tower, and part of the sea," she said.
"I know it well, for it was my only amusement to look at it.

On clear days, too, one could see high mountains far in the west." His depression seemed to have affected her, for she spoke listlessly, unlike the vivid creature who had led the way in.
In a gaunt west-looking bedroom, the one in which Heritage and Dickson had camped the night before, they opened a fold of the shutters and looked out into a world of grey wrack and driving rain.

The Tower roof showed mistily beyond the ridge of down, but its environs were not in their prospect.