He rose, and paced round and round the strip of greensward under the walnut-tree, like a wild beast in a cage.
What was the meaning of this disturbance in the inner man?
Now that he had committed himself to the betrayal of the friend who had trusted and served him, was he torn by remorse?
He was no more torn by remorse than you are while your eye is passing over this sentence.

He was simply in a raging fever of impatience to see himself safely la nded at the end which he had in view.
Why should he feel remorse?
All remorse springs, more or less directly, from the action of two sentiments, which are neither of them inbred in the natural man.

The first of these sentiments is the product of the respect which we learn to feel for ourselves.

The second is the product of the respect which we learn to feel for others.

In their highest manifestations, these two feelings exalt themselves, until the first he comes the love of God, and the second the love of Man.