And how could I leave my mother alone?
But now that day had come I would run to Lizard Town and see Uncle Loveday.
I slipped on my boots, unbolted the door, cast a last look at my mother still sitting helpless and vacant of soul, and rushed from the house.

The sound of her laughter rang in my ears as the door closed behind me.
Weak, haggard and wild of aspect, I ran and stumbled along the cliffs.

Dead Man's Rock lay below wrapped in a curtain of mist.
Thick clouds were rolling up from seaward; the grey light of returning day made sea, sky and land seem colourless and wan.
But for me there was no sight but Polkimbra ahead.

As I gained the little village I ran down the hill to the "Lugger" and knocked upon the door.

Heavens! how long it was before I was answered.