He looked in at everything, but observed nothing, scarcely saw anything.
All his senses were turned inward.

It was such a pitiable and galling result of a gallant fight.

Even the insurance office had got the better of him.

It had taken one-third of his savings, and the very next day his trade was gone, and his life in no danger.

The "Gosshawk" had plucked him, and the trade had tied his hands.