The ash-tree stood monstrous and black in front of the wide darkness.

It was a faintly luminous night.

Paul went back to his mother.
At ten o'clock Morel called: "He's here!" Everyone started.

There was a noise of unbarring and unlocking the front door, which opened straight from the night into the room.
"Bring another candle," called Morel.
Annie and Arthur went.

Paul followed with his mother.