Down in the lee of the light-house the lamps of the coast-guard carriage gleamed Foggily through the rain.
"The Ship of Stars"
Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
A lamp burned Foggily at the head of the steps by which we descended to the waterside, and looking up I saw the child who had called herself Meliar-Ann standing in the circle of it, and gazing down upon the embarkation with dark unemotional eyes.
"Merry-Garden and Other Stories"
Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
He struggled up again, looked around, and sighted Foggily on his victim.
"Watchbird"
Robert Sheckley