He should be thankful that he was there; thankful that there was such a place, where no one came and where he could remain until he was forgotten.

He was thankful, of course he was.

But what a life to live! He wondered what Atkins thought of him; how much the lightkeeper guessed concerning his identity and his story.

He could not guess within miles of the truth, but he must indulge in some curious speculations.

Then he fell to wondering about Seth himself.