"You will not tell the cause of the quarrel, for the reason that you might hurt somebody.

If you don't tell the cause, and you are condemned, won't that hurt somebody even more ?" For a moment Dyck stood silent, absorbed.

His face looked pinched, his whole appearance shrivelled.

Then, with deliberation, he said: "This is not a matter of expediency, but of principle.

My heart tells me what to do, and my heart has always been right." There was silence for a long time.