He was alone; he wept.
But suddenly he started up, ashamed of his weakness.

He must not allow these thoughts to unnerve him.

He was determined to meet death unflinchingly.

Resolved to shake off the profound melancholy that was creeping over him, he walked about his cell, forcing his mind to occupy itself with material objects.
The room which had been allotted to him was very large.

It had once communicated with the apartment adjoining; but the door had been walled up for a long time.