The lights in the village went out, house after house, till there only remained two in the darkness.

One of these came from a residence on the hill-side, of which there is nothing to say at present; the other shone from the window of Marty South.

Precisely the same outward effect was produced here, however, by her rising when the clock struck ten and hanging up a thick cloth curtain.

The door it was necessary to keep ajar in hers, as in most cottages, because of the smoke; but she obviated the effect of the ribbon of light through the chink by hanging a cloth over that also.

She was one of those people who, if they have to work harder than their neighbors, prefer to keep the necessity a secret as far as possible; and but for the slight sounds of wood-splintering which came from within, no wayfarer would have perceived that here the cottager did not sleep as elsewhere.
Eleven, twelve, one o'clock struck; the heap of spars grew higher, and the pile of chips and ends more bulky.