The sun had broken through as they spoke, and golden light suddenly shone into the room from off the Plein. It was a sight to gladden most any Dutch heart; but Huygens reacted to it strangely, as if he had been put in mind of some tiresome obligation. He conducted a poll of his clocks and watches. 'I have a quarter of an hour in which to break my fast,' he remarked, 'and then Eliza and I have work to do on the roof. You are welcome to stay, Sergeant Shaftoe, though – '