I will abandon my old ways.

For your sake, Jocelyn, I will seek again to become what I was, and you shall have no cause to blush for your father." Still the lad stood silent.
"Jocelyn! My God, do I talk in vain ?" cried the wretched man.

"Have you no heart, no pity, boy ?" At last the youth spoke.

He was not moved.

The agony of this strong man, the broken pleading of one whom he had ever known arrogant and strong had no power to touch his mean, selfish mind, consumed as it was by the contemplation of his undoing--magnified a hundredfold--which this man had wrought.
"You have ruined my life," was all he said.
"I will rebuild it, Jocelyn," cried Galliard eagerly.