I yawned. I had grown sleepy, but the excitement of the evening was still in me and I did not wish to retire. As I had often done before, I crawled inside the thicket to rest for a few minutes, lay down, looked up through the holly leaves at the stars and moon of the night sky one last time, and closed my eyes.
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I also try to end -- each bit and each chapter -- on a hook. Above is the end of chapter one of The Case of the Devil's Interval. In this case, I also like how the hook at the end of the chapter fulfills the hook at the beginning of the chapter, without, of course, destroying the mystery.