"Doctor, I've been a brute to you.

I am a brute! I have misused my life and have no strength with which to meet trouble.

What you propose to do with--with Adelaide is horrible to me.

I didn't love her much while she was living; I broke her heart and shamed her, from morning till night, every day of her life; but good-for-nothing as I am and good-for-nothing as I've always been, if I could save her body this last humiliation, I would willingly die right here and now, and be done with it.

Must this autopsy take place ?" "It must." "Then--" He raised his arm; the blood swept up, dyeing his cheeks, his brow, his very neck a vivid scarlet.