As a worm through a wardrobe, that man ate through velvet and ermine, and gnawed out the hearts that beat in his way.

No.
A great intellect can comprehend these criminals, and account for the crime.

It is a mighty thing to feel in one's self that one is an army,--more than an army! What thousands and millions of men, with trumpet and banner, and under the sanction of glory, strive to do,--destroy a foe,--that, with little more than an effort of the will,--with a drop, a grain, for all his arsenal,--one man can do!" There was a horrible enthusiasm about this reasoning devil as he spoke thus; his crest rose, his breast expanded.

That animation which a noble thought gives to generous hearts kindled in the face of the apologist for the darkest and basest of human crimes.

Lucretia shuddered; but her gloomy imagination was spelled; there was an interest mingled with her terror.
"Hush! you appall me," she said at last, timidly.