What was I to think?
It was obvious to suppose that the candle had been removed by a domestic; but their footsteps could not be traced, and I was not sufficiently acquainted with the house to find the way, especially immersed in darkness, to their chamber.

One measure, however, it was evidently proper to take, which was to supply myself, anew, with a light.

This was instantly performed; but what was next to be done?
I was weary of the perplexities in which I was embroiled.

I saw no avenue to escape from them but that which led me to the bosom of nature and to my ancient occupations.

For a moment I was tempted to resume my rustic garb, and, on that very hour, to desert this habitation.