A figure passed the window of Aaron's own house, entered, and stood inside the room talking to Mrs.Sisson.It was a young woman in a brown mackintosh and a black hat.

She stood under the incandescent light, and her hat nearly knocked the globe.

Next door a man had run out in his shirt sleeves: this time a young, dark-headed collier running to the gate for a newspaper, running bare-headed, coatless, slippered in the rain.

He had got his news-sheet, and was returning.

And just at that moment the young man's wife came out, shading her candle with a lading tin.