CONTENTS
Reappearance of an unexpected customer; together with what passed at acertain interview.
DAY had pretty well broken as Colin trudged back homewards alone. It wasone of those dull, leaden, misty, and chilly mornings, which in a townnewly stirring from sleep seems to put the stamp and seal of melancholyupon everything external. The buildings at hand looked black,—thoseat a distance fused into mere shadows by the density of the windlessatmosphere,—while the unextinguished lamps grew red-eyed and dim inthe white light that had risen over them. Early labourers were trudging totheir work; an occasional milkmaid, who looked precisely as though she hadnever seen a cow in the whole course of her life, banged her pail-handles,and whooped at area-gates; while bakers, who had been up nearly all nightmanufacturing hot rolls for that interesting portion of the community nowsnug in bed, slipped down the shutters of their houses leisurely, andstared lack-a-daisically upon the portents of the weather.
Altogether, it was a description of scenery by no means calculated toinspire heavy hearts with unusual jo