You tortured your victim.

It is inconceivable!" "And yet true," said Kent.
He was looking at the stenographer's slim fingers as they put down his words and Kedsty's.

A bit of sunshine touched her bowed head, and he observed the red lights in her hair.

His eyes swept to O'Connor, and in that moment the commander of N Division bent over him, so close that his face almost touched Kent's, and he whispered, in a voice so low that no one of the other four could hear, "KENT--YOU LIE!" "No, it is true," replied Kent.
Kedsty drew back, again wiping the moisture from his forehead.
"I killed Barkley, and I killed him as I planned that he should die," Kent went on.

"It was my desire that he should suffer.