He was the truly brave man who, without any such incentive as I possessed, left his books and quiet cell that night to follow me abroad.
At last we ran across the great deserted market-place, and paused, crouching breathlessly in the dense shadows of the huge warehouse standing upon the very brink of the broad river.

As we rested thus we could hear soft lapping of running water along the further wall, while occasionally some vagrant puff of air brought to our strained ears the distant creaking of chains, as the great war-vessels swung by their cables against the swift current.

Beyond this the night was intensely still, black, unfathomable, mysterious.

It seemed fairly to weigh down upon us with its noiseless burden of gloom.
"Are you acquainted with the interior arrangement of this building ?" I asked the priest in some anxiety.
"I was within it only once, and observed little of its features.

I was called there in haste to speak words of peace to a sorely injured man." "Could you guide to the ladder leading up to the second floor in the dark ?" I thought he gave a gesture of dissent, yet so dense was the night I could barely note the movement.
"I am not certain, my son, yet to my remembrance it leadeth up near the centre upon the river side.