1 I, not in deed, but in effect, was the true murderer.
2 I burned with rage to pursue the murderer of my peace and precipitate him into the ocean.
3 This picture is gone, and was doubtless the temptation which urged the murderer to the deed.
4 My first thought was to discover what I knew of the murderer, and cause instant pursuit to be made.
5 My rage is unspeakable when I reflect that the murderer, whom I have turned loose upon society, still exists.
6 They were dead, and I lived; their murderer also lived, and to destroy him I must drag out my weary existence.
7 But I, the true murderer, felt the never-dying worm alive in my bosom, which allowed of no hope or consolation.
8 William and Justine were assassinated, and the murderer escapes; he walks about the world free, and perhaps respected.
9 The sky was serene; and, as I was unable to rest, I resolved to visit the spot where my poor William had been murdered.
10 I had hitherto supposed him to be the murderer of my brother, and I eagerly sought a confirmation or denial of this opinion.
11 This was a strange tale, but it did not shake my faith; and I replied earnestly, "You are all mistaken; I know the murderer."
12 I lay for two months on the point of death; my ravings, as I afterwards heard, were frightful; I called myself the murderer of William, of Justine, and of Clerval.
13 It is true, he seldom came to see me, for although he ardently desired to relieve the sufferings of every human creature, he did not wish to be present at the agonies and miserable ravings of a murderer.
14 She had been out the whole of the night on which the murder had been committed and towards morning had been perceived by a market-woman not far from the spot where the body of the murdered child had been afterwards found.
15 During this interval, one of the servants, happening to examine the apparel she had worn on the night of the murder, had discovered in her pocket the picture of my mother, which had been judged to be the temptation of the murderer.
16 I know not by what chain of thought the idea presented itself, but it instantly darted into my mind that the murderer had come to mock at my misery and taunt me with the death of Clerval, as a new incitement for me to comply with his hellish desires.
17 It was to be decided whether the result of my curiosity and lawless devices would cause the death of two of my fellow beings: one a smiling babe full of innocence and joy, the other far more dreadfully murdered, with every aggravation of infamy that could make the murder memorable in horror.
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