This night's perils and deceptions gave me a distaste to a city life, and my ancient occupations rose to my view enhanced by a thousand imaginary charms, I resolved forthwith to strike into the country.
The day began now to dawn.

It was Sunday, and I was desirous of eluding observation.

I was somewhat recruited by rest, though the languors of sleeplessness oppressed me.

I meant to throw myself on the first lap of verdure I should meet, and indulge in sleep that I so much wanted.

I knew not the direction of the streets; but followed that which I first entered from the court, trusting that, by adhering steadily to one course, I should some time reach the fields.