Looking out on this, I felt that I was indeed in prison, and I seemed to want a breath of fresh air, though it were of the night.

I am beginning to feel this nocturnal existence tell on me.

It is destroying my nerve.

I start at my own shadow, and am full of all sorts of horrible imaginings.

God knows that there is ground for my terrible fear in this accursed place! I looked out over the beautiful expanse, bathed in soft yellow moonlight till it was almost as light as day.