“But I could not sleep.
“The gory ghost of Baptiste was ever crossing before my excited imagination, and a cold sweat oozed out all over me.
“I thought that my last hour was come and that on the morrow I should be hung.
“Judge of my joy, however, when in the middle of the night the governor of the prison entered my cell, and ordered my release.
“He had received a letter from Donna Evelina, who had that same night entered a convent for life, stating the whole truth about what the hound had done.
“I was accordingly released.
“This was a narrow escape for me, and as soon as I got clear of the prison walls, I hired a horse, and left the town.
“I did not have much money to spare, so as I was riding along, I met a merchant.
“I robbed him in a very cool and clever manner, and beside his money, took a pair of pistols and a passport from him.
“I tied him to a tree, and left him alone in his glory.