The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. From this night I shall pursue a different course; from this night his ruin may be dated. Fly! they shall knock me on the head—curse 'em!—before they shall touch you. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up.
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