Time was not allowed him.

He might take with him into the darkness neither money nor clean clothing.
He had been told on many occasions about his heart, that he must not excite nor strain it.

He allowed that to pass as he allowed many other things because his imagination was fixed upon one ambition, and one alone.

He had made, upon this last and fatal occasion, haste to find his collar because the bell had begun its Evensong clatter and he did not wish to-night to be late.

The bell continued to ring and he lay his broad widespread length upon the floor.