Let me tell you now, but not a word to another.

I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

Ah! You a surgeon, and so shocked! You, whom I have seen with no tremble of hand or heart, do operations of life and death that make the rest shudder.

Oh, but I must not forget, my dear friend John, that you loved her, and I have not forgotten it for is I that shall operate, and you must not help.

I would like to do it tonight, but for Arthur I must not.