Whatever he came to say or to tell me will be buried with him.

Who was he?
Tell me that ?" Ray smoked on for a few moments reflectively.
"Sit down, sit down!" he said gruffly, "and do abandon that tragical aspect.

The creature was not worth all this agitation.

He lived like a dog, and he died like one." "It is true, then ?" I murmured.
"If you insist upon knowing," Ray said coolly, "I killed him! There are insects upon which one's foot falls, reptiles which one removes from the earth without a vestige of a qualm, with a certain sense of relief.

He was of this order." "He was a human being," I answered.
"He was none the better for that," Ray declared.