I carried the hat back to a quiet alley which I had noticed, and quickly exchanged the one I was wearing for it, leaving my old hat in a corner.

Then I entered a _cafe_ in order to while away the hours until the vessel from Finland was due.
At four o'clock I was out upon the quay, straining my eyes seaward for any sign of smoke, but could see nothing.

The sun was sinking, and the broad expanse of water westward danced like liquid gold.

The light died out slowly, the cold gray of evening crept on.

A chill wind sprang up and swept the quay, causing me to shiver.