Then, the darkness growing, he went indoors and forgot all about it.
He had a strange feeling of uneasiness that night--not sleeplessness, for he seemed conscious of being asleep.

At daylight he rose, and as usual looked out for the kite.

He did not see it in its usual position in the sky, so looked round the points of the compass.

He was more than astonished when presently he saw the missing kite struggling as usual against the controlling cord.

But it had gone to the further side of the tower, and now hung and strained _against the wind_ to the north.