The Lake presumably drains into the (unnamed) river at the Foot of the lake. Captain John sees from the charcoal-burners' camp: Away to the south the lake narrowed and narrowed until it became a winding river through green lowlands. A little cloud of white steam where the lake ended and river began showed showed where one of the lake steamers was resting by the pier there (SA13). There is a railway station there where Old Carrotty has been the porter for some years. He used to work at Beckfoot years ago (PM25).