"But how much must I pay to have the cars take it the rest of the way ?" Trenholme stepped into his room and lit his lamp that he might better examine his list of rates.

Saul came inside to warm himself at the stove.

The lamp in that little room was the one spot of yellow light in the whole world that lay in sight, yet outside it was not yet dark, only dull and bitterly cold.
Trenholme stood near the lamp, reading fine print upon a large card.

The railway was only just opened and its tariff incomplete as yet.

He found no particular provision made for the carriage of coffins.