Then，Thomas，maythecurseofGodrestuponyoutillyoufindhimandfinishthatwhichyoubeganto-day。’
’Sparetocurseme，father，whoamaccursedbymyownconscience。
TurnyourhorsesratherandrideforYarmouth，fortherehisshipliesandthitherhehasgonewithtwohours’start。
Perhapsyoumaystilltraphimbeforehesetssail。’
Withoutanotherwordmyfatherandbrotherwheeledtheirhorsesroundanddepartedatfullgallopintothegloomofthegatheringnight。