Your name is Haggart." He goes away.
"Haggart!" calls Mariet, but he has already disappeared behind the house.

Only the creaking of the scattered cobblestones is heard, dying away in the misty air.

Dan, who has taken a rest, is playing again; he is telling God about those who have perished at sea.
The night is growing darker.

Neither the rock nor the castle is visible now; only the light in the window is redder and brighter.
The dull thuds of the tireless breakers are telling the story of different lives..