He walked furiously up and down his office, awaiting the prisoner.

Again, and for the twentieth time since morning, he regretted having engaged in the business.
"Curse this absurd point of honour, which I have obeyed," he inwardly exclaimed.

"I have in vain attempted to reassure myself by the aid of sophisms.

I was wrong in not withdrawing.

Nothing in the world can change my feelings towards this young man.