These ideas tended to abate my abhorrence of this man, and to detect the absurdity of my accusations.
"Alas!" said I, "I have no one to accuse.

Leave me to my fate.

Fly from a scene stained with cruelty; devoted to despair." Carwin stood for a time musing and mournful.

At length he said, "What has happened?
I came to expiate my crimes: let me know them in their full extent.

I have horrible forebodings! What has happened ?" I was silent; but recollecting the intimation given by this man when he was detected in my closet, which implied some knowledge of that power which interfered in my favor, I eagerly inquired, "What was that voice which called upon me to hold when I attempted to open the closet?
What face was that which I saw at the bottom of the stairs?
Answer me truly." "I came to confess the truth.