Don't you see it, sir?
I do; and I see what follows, too." "The escape of X ?" "Yes.

Inadvertently, as you see, he has committed a horrible crime; he can never recall it.

Whatever his remorse or shame, nothing will ever restore the victim of his folly to life, while he himself has many days before him--days which would be ruined if his part in this tragedy were known.

Shall he confess to it, then, or shall he fly (the way is so easy), and leave it to fate to play his game--fate, whose well-known kindness to fools would surely favor him?
It does not take long for such thoughts to pass through a man's head, and before the dying cry of his innocent victim had ceased to echo through those galleries, he is behind the tapestry and on his way toward the court.

Beyond that, my dream does not go.