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He
put
out
the
expiring
lights
,
that
the
barn
might
not
be
endangered
,
closed
the
door
upon
the
men
in
their
deep
and
oblivious
sleep
,
and
went
again
into
the
lone
night
.
A
hot
breeze
,
as
if
breathed
from
the
parted
lips
of
some
dragon
about
to
swallow
the
globe
,
fanned
him
from
the
south
,
while
directly
opposite
in
the
north
rose
a
grim
misshapen
body
of
cloud
,
in
the
very
teeth
of
the
wind
.
So
unnaturally
did
it
rise
that
one
could
fancy
it
to
be
lifted
by
machinery
from
below
.
Meanwhile
the
faint
cloudlets
had
flown
back
into
the
south
-
east
corner
of
the
sky
,
as
if
in
terror
of
the
large
cloud
,
like
a
young
brood
gazed
in
upon
by
some
monster
.
Going
on
to
the
village
,
Oak
flung
a
small
stone
against
the
window
of
Laban
Tall
’
s
bedroom
,
expecting
Susan
to
open
it
;
but
nobody
stirred
.
He
went
round
to
the
back
door
,
which
had
been
left
unfastened
for
Laban
’
s
entry
,
and
passed
in
to
the
foot
of
the
staircase
.
"
Mrs
.
Tall
,
I
’
ve
come
for
the
key
of
the
granary
,
to
get
at
the
rick
-
cloths
,
"
said
Oak
,
in
a
stentorian
voice
.
"
Is
that
you
?
"
said
Mrs
.
Susan
Tall
,
half
awake
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Gabriel
.
"
Come
along
to
bed
,
do
,
you
drawlatching
rogue
—
keeping
a
body
awake
like
this
!
"
"
It
isn
’
t
Laban
—
’
tis
Gabriel
Oak
.
I
want
the
key
of
the
granary
.
"
"
Gabriel
!
What
in
the
name
of
fortune
did
you
pretend
to
be
Laban
for
?
"
"
I
didn
’
t
.
I
thought
you
meant
—
"
