As the northeast wind had finished what the northwest one had begun and the wire was down, his attempt was unsuccessful.

He gave it up after a time and sat down to discuss the astonishing affair with his wife.

He was worried.
But his worriment was as nothing compared to Seth's.

The lawyer's reference to the Lights had driven even matrimonial troubles from the Atkins mind.

The lights! the Twin-Lights! It was long past the time for them to be lit, and there was no one to light them but Brown, a green hand.