My whole frame was overpowered by dreary and comfortless sensations.

One idea possessed me wholly; the inexpressible importance of unveiling the designs and character of Carwin, and the utter improbability that this ever would be effected.
Some instinct induced me to lay my hand upon a newspaper.

I had perused all the general intelligence it contained in the morning, and at the same spot.

The act was rather mechanical than voluntary.
"I threw a languid glance at the first column that presented itself.
The first words which I read, began with the offer of a reward of three hundred guineas for the apprehension of a convict under sentence of death, who had escaped from Newgate prison in Dublin.

Good heaven! how every fibre of my frame tingled when I proceeded to read that the name of the criminal was Francis Carwin! "The descriptions of his person and address were minute.