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The long journey was nearly over, and the lights of the great port of Hull were beginning to twinkle in the haze as Renton shook himself together. Once arrived at their destination, they did not proceed to a local hotel, as Cathcart had anticipated. On the contrary, they drove as far as the village of Ancote, where they found quarters. In the cottage of a North Sea pilot.
They were evidently expected, for a comfortable dinner awaited them, and a cheerful landlady seemed glad to see Renton.