What did it matter?
His last evening of freedom should be spent as no other evening of his life had been spent.

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Moreover, might there not be something behind this business?
Might he not, perhaps, be shown to-night some clue to the presence of that Power that had spoken to him in the wood?
Through all the tangled confusion of his thoughts, through the fear and courage there ran this note-where was God?
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