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RECORD OF MINOR INCIDENTS.
They went to their beds doomed to lie and roam as the solitaries of a sleepless night.

They met next day like a couple emerging from sirocco deserts, indisposed for conversation or even short companionship, much of the night's dry turmoil in their heads.

Each would have preferred the sight of an enemy; and it was hardly concealed by them, for they inclined to regard one another as the author of their infernal passage through the drear night's wilderness.
Fleetwood was the civiller; his immediate prospective duties being clear, however abhorrent.

But he had inflicted a monstrous disturbance on the man he meant in his rash, decisive way to elevate, if not benefit.