His work had come to a standstill; his waking hours were passed in a restless misery which threatened to make him ill.

And to-night he had not dared to go to Ida; in his present state the visit could have but one result, and even yet he hoped that such a result might not come about.

He left home and wandered about the streets till early morning.

All manner of projects occupied him.

He all but made up his mind to write a long letter to Ida and explain his position without reserve.