After some time, my thoughts found their way to my lips.
Such then were the acts of my brother.

Such were his words.

For this he was condemned to die: To die upon the gallows! A fate, cruel and unmerited! And is it so?
continued I, struggling for utterance, which this new idea made difficult; is he--dead! "No.

He is alive.

There could be no doubt as to the cause of these excesses.