He could make the best of poison." "Surely," said the barrister solemnly, "you are not so utterly inhuman that at the very point of death you still maintain the attitude of a disappointed avenger.

What wrong had all these people done you to demand your murderous hate ?" Ooma seemed for a moment to rouse himself from lethargy.

Once again the black eyes sparkled with their menacing gleam.
"It is you," he cried, "you, the thinker, who question me.

I never gave a thought to you, or I would not now be slowly sinking into death.

I might have guessed that a higher intelligence was at work than that which saw the Ko-Katana with its motto, and yet failed to read its story.