No one knew what his fault had been; his master had simply taken a dislike to him.

A guard was set that no one should relieve the miserable being.

Felix's horror and indignation could not have been expressed, but he was totally helpless.
His own condition of mind during this time was such as could not be well analysed.

He did not himself understand whether his spirit had been broken, whether he was really degraded with the men with whom he lived, or why he remained with them, though there were moments when it dawned upon him that this education, rude as it was, was not without its value to him.

He need not practise these evils, but it was well to know of their existence.