He paused in a kind of temper, and struck with his hand a little shrub.

Thence there arose instantly a cloud of awakened sparrows, which as instantly dispersed and disappeared into the thicket.

He looked at them stupidly, and when they were gone continued staring at the stars.
'I am angry.

By what right?
By none!' he thought; but he was still angry.

He cursed Madame von Rosen and instantly repented.