He stood with his arm round her waist in the inner doorway.

Down the middle of the cleared room waited six chairs, face to face.

In the window, against the lace curtains, Arthur held up one candle, and by the open door, against the night, Annie stood leaning forward, her brass candlestick glittering.
There was the noise of wheels.

Outside in the darkness of the street below Paul could see horses and a black vehicle, one lamp, and a few pale faces; then some men, miners, all in their shirt-sleeves, seemed to struggle in the obscurity.

Presently two men appeared, bowed beneath a great weight.