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No ; he is too happy to leave his dungeon , and the memory of his dungeon , behind him ; and the same tyranny and wanton oppression become the inheritance of his successor . For myself , I looked round upon my walls , and forward upon the premature death I had too much reason to expect : I consulted my own heart , that whispered nothing but innocence ; and I said , `` This is society . This is the object , the distribution of justice , which is the end of human reason . For this sages have toiled , and midnight oil has been wasted . This ! '' The reader will forgive this digression from the immediate subject of my story . If it should be said these are general remarks , let it be remembered that they are the dear-bought , result of experience .