All these things he describes--he never saw them.

He imagined, created.

Oh, my God! If only he had lived to finish it." She put her two hands before her eyes and dashed them swiftly away--"Jaffery has done his best, poor fellow.

But oh! the bridges he speaks of--they're so crude, so crude! I can see every one.

The murder--you remember ?" It occurred in the first part of the novel.