I had hoped better things of you.

You know what the consequence must be to you ?" "I'm to be expelled, I know," said the Dux.

"The sooner the better." The doctor raised his eyebrows.

There was no dealing with a reprobate like this.
"I have written to your grandfather to say you will return home to- morrow." "I'm sorry it's not to-night," said the Dux.
"And you, Jones," said the doctor to me, not heeding the last speech,--"I am more sorry for you.

You are a foolish, misguided boy.
Even now, if you atone for your fault by replying to my questions, I am willing to spare your mother the misery you seem bent on bringing upon her." This was a cruel thrust.