and yet he avoids me like a wild ferocious beast: Is my black heart marked on my brow, or have I ceased resembling a human being, because I am sensible that I hate all human kind? The contempt of that boy grieved me more than my long imprisonment, because I had treated him kindly, and could not accuse him of peronal hatred."
"I seated myself on a large stone opposite the church: What intention I had I do not know, however I remember very well that I rose up in a fit of burning rage when I saw that all my former acquaintances passed by with visible contempt, and scarcely deigned to look at me."
"I left my station in an agony of vexation, to find out a lodging, and as I was turning round the corner of a street I met my Jenny. 'My dear Wolf,' she exclaimed, and offered to embrace me, 'God be praised that you are returned at last;"I
