You know us all; you have seen how we live.

Now you shall have the opportunity to see how some of us end; for it is the end, for me.

I can't deceive myself any longer.

You see it--don't you ?" Morrison had pulled himself together, but one felt the snapping strain on his recovered self-possession.

Heyst was beginning to say that he "could very well see all the bearings of this unfortunate--" when Morrison interrupted him jerkily.
"Upon my word, I don't know why I have been telling you all this.