He will be free after his father's funeral tomorrow, and he will want to see her, to see it.
Then, when she is coffined ready for the next day, you and I shall come when all sleep.

We shall unscrew the coffin lid, and shall do our operation, and then replace all, so that none know, save we alone." "But why do it at all?
The girl is dead.

Why mutilate her poor body without need?
And if there is no necessity for a post-mortem and nothing to gain by it, no good to her, to us, to science, to human knowledge, why do it?
Without such it is monstrous." For answer he put his hand on my shoulder, and said, with infinite tenderness, "Friend John, I pity your poor bleeding heart, and I love you the more because it does so bleed.

If I could, I would take on myself the burden that you do bear.

But there are things that you know not, but that you shall know, and bless me for knowing, though they are not pleasant things.