What to read after Barnaby Rudge?

'It was just such a night as this; blowing a hurricane, raining heavily, and very dark-I often think now, darker than I ever saw it before or since; that may be my fancy, but the houses were all close shut and the folks in doors, and perhaps there is only one other man who knows how dark it really was. I got into the church, chained the door back so that it should keep ajar-for, to tell the truth, I didn't like to be shut in there alone-and putting my lantern on the stone seat in the little corner where the bell-rope is, sat down beside it to trim the candle.