He withdraws his hand and falls to looking at the sleet and snow again until they seem, by being long looked at, to fall so thick and fast that he is obliged to close his eyes for a minute on the giddy whirl of white flakes and icy blots.

He withdraws his hand and falls to looking at the sleet and snow again until they seem to fall so thick and fast that he is obliged to close his eyes for a minute on the giddy whirl of white flakes.
