I might make what use of it I thought proper.

He then remounted the stairs, and, placing the candle on a table in the hall, opened the principal door and went forth.

I was driven, by a sort of mechanical impulse, in his footsteps.

I followed him because it was agreeable to him and because I knew not whither else to direct my steps.
The streets were desolate and silent.

The watchman's call, remotely and faintly heard, added to the general solemnity.