Chapter 19 Jem Wilson Arrested On Suspicion

Deeds to be hid which were not hid,

Which, all confused, I could not know,

Whether I suffered or I did,

For all seemed guilt, remorse, or woe.

COLERIDGE.

I left Mary, on that same Thursday night which left its burden of woe at Mr Carson's threshold, haunted with depressing thoughts. All through the night she tossed restlessly about,