"I was crazy, I don't know what I did, but I never wanted to kill him.

You alone committed the crime." These denials tortured Laurent.

As he had said, the idea of having an accomplice relieved him.

Had he dared, he would have attempted to prove to himself that all the horror of the murder fell upon Therese.

He more than once felt inclined to beat the young woman, so as to make her confess that she was the more guilty of the two.
He began striding up and down, shouting and raving, followed by the piercing eyes of Madame Raquin.
"Ah! The wretch! The wretch!" he stammered in a choking voice, "she wants to drive me mad.