I have no doubt they have taken him to Saint Paul's, and will proceed thither at once." With this view, he hastened towards the nearest city gate, and passing towards it, shaped his course towards the cathedral.

It was a fine starlight night, and though there was no moon, the myriad lustres glowing in the deep and cloudless vault rendered every object plainly distinguishable.

At this hour, little restraint was placed upon the sick, and they wandered about the streets uttering dismal cries.

Some would fling themselves upon bulks or steps, where they were not unfrequently found the next morning bereft of life.

Most of those not attacked by the distemper kept close house; but there were some few reckless beings who passed the night in the wildest revelry, braving the fate awaiting them.