As night overtook him, it came on to rain, and grew very cold.

He resolved therefore to seek shelter at the first house he came to; and just ere it was quite dark, arrived at some not very inviting abodes on the brow of the descent from the moor, the first of which was an inn.

The landlady received him, and made him as comfortable as she could, but as he did not find his quarters to his taste, he rose even earlier than he had intended, and started in a pouring rain.

He had paid his bill the night before, intending to break his fast at the first shop where he could buy a loaf.
The clouds were sweeping along in great gray masses, with yellow lights between, and every now and then they would let the sun look out for a moment, and the valley would send up the loveliest smile from sweetest grass or growing corn, all wet with the rain that made it strong for the sun.

He saw a river, and bridges, and houses, and in the distance the ugly chimneys of a manufacturing town.