CHAPTER XVI.
The two men emerged from the shed where they had put away their coats.
They were stripped to the waist.

The couple of lamps that the yard provided, lit up their skin--sickly yellow--and the surrounding houses flung shadows in confusion.
"They'll have a job to hit straight," said Traill, tensely.

His eyes were riveted before him.

He did not look at her, did not see her white, drawn face.

She raised her head, gazing at the black, leaden patch of sky that was to be seen through the muddle of roofs and walls.
A wondering crossed her mind of all the horrible sights and scenes that were being enacted under that same impenetrable curtain of darkness which hung over everything.