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Chapter 80

           Thewatcherhadspentawearisomeday,andcouldhaveslept—butforhisthoughts.Oncewhenthesethreatenedtoforsakehim,andhewasindangerofdozing,hestartedsuddenlytohisfeet;tookaturnortwooverthesward;and,thenlyingdownagain,re-lithispipe;stuckhisheadintotheheartofthebush;andsmokedawaytillthebowlwasburntempty.

           Duringallthistime,hekepthiseyesuponthegreatgatewayofthemansion;whosemassivedoor—hecouldtellbythemoonlightshininguponit—remainedshut.

           Againdidhechangehispostofobservation;thesun’srising—asitssettinghaddone—seemingtogivehimthecue.

           Asthefirsttintofdawndisplayeditselfonthehorizon,herosegentlytohisfeet;clutchedtheblanketsoastobringitsedgesincontactacrosshisbreast;and,turninghisbackuponCasadelCorvo,walkedslowlyaway—takingthesametrackbywhichhehadapproacheditontheprecedingnight.

           Andagainwithunequalsteps:atshortintervalsstoppingandlookingback—underhisarm,oroverhisshoulder.

           Nowheredidhemakeaprolongedpause;untilreachingthelocust-tree,underwhoseshadehehadmadehiseveningmeal;andthere,inthesameidenticalattitude,heproceededtobreakhisfast.

           Thesecondhalfofthe"pone"andtheremainingmoietyofthepork,soondisappearedbetweenhisteeth;afterwhichfollowedtheliquorthathadbeenleftinhisflask.

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