But, nevertheless, there was a very agony of remorse, a weight of repentance, in that he had not striven to make sure of his prize when he had been at Granpere before the marriage was settled.

Had she loved him as she ought to have loved him, had she loved him as he loved her, there should have been no question possible to her of marriage with another man.

But still he repented, in that he had lost that which he desired, and might perhaps have then obtained it for himself.
But the strong feeling of his breast, the strongest next to his love, was a desire to be revenged.

He cared little now for his father, little for that personal dignity which he had intended to return by his silence, little for pecuniary advantages and prudential motives, in comparison with his strong desire to punish Marie for her perfidy.

He would go over to Granpere, and fall among them like a thunderbolt.