At dawn, the woman woke him up. It had stopped raining outside and the fog had cleared. "You're lucky. Let's hope this weather lasts, so you can see far. I'll go and fetch me son, now, ser. Me husband is making breakfast." She left.
A little while later the elderly man came and offered him a bowl of oatmeal. He sat down in an arm chair. "I've been a station master for forty-six years." he told Elijah.