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His
sentence
was
pronounced
,
and
I
could
only
grieve
and
be
patient
.
I
sat
by
his
bed
,
watching
him
;
his
eyes
were
closed
,
and
I
thought
he
slept
;
but
presently
he
called
to
me
in
a
feeble
voice
,
and
bidding
me
come
near
,
said
,
"
Alas
!
The
strength
I
relied
on
is
gone
;
I
feel
that
I
shall
soon
die
,
and
he
,
my
enemy
and
persecutor
,
may
still
be
in
being
.
Think
not
,
Walton
,
that
in
the
last
moments
of
my
existence
I
feel
that
burning
hatred
and
ardent
desire
of
revenge
I
once
expressed
;
but
I
feel
myself
justified
in
desiring
the
death
of
my
adversary
.
During
these
last
days
I
have
been
occupied
in
examining
my
past
conduct
;
nor
do
I
find
it
blamable
.
In
a
fit
of
enthusiastic
madness
I
created
a
rational
creature
and
was
bound
towards
him
to
assure
,
as
far
as
was
in
my
power
,
his
happiness
and
well-being
.
"
This
was
my
duty
,
but
there
was
another
still
paramount
to
that
.
My
duties
towards
the
beings
of
my
own
species
had
greater
claims
to
my
attention
because
they
included
a
greater
proportion
of
happiness
or
misery
.
Urged
by
this
view
,
I
refused
,
and
I
did
right
in
refusing
,
to
create
a
companion
for
the
first
creature
.
He
showed
unparalleled
malignity
and
selfishness
in
evil
;
he
destroyed
my
friends
;
he
devoted
to
destruction
beings
who
possessed
exquisite
sensations
,
happiness
,
and
wisdom
;
nor
do
I
know
where
this
thirst
for
vengeance
may
end
.
Miserable
himself
that
he
may
render
no
other
wretched
,
he
ought
to
die
.
The
task
of
his
destruction
was
mine
,
but
I
have
failed
.
When
actuated
by
selfish
and
vicious
motives
,
I
asked
you
to
undertake
my
unfinished
work
,
and
I
renew
this
request
now
,
when
I
am
only
induced
by
reason
and
virtue
.
"
Yet
I
can
not
ask
you
to
renounce
your
country
and
friends
to
fulfil
this
task
;
and
now
that
you
are
returning
to
England
,
you
will
have
little
chance
of
meeting
with
him
.
But
the
consideration
of
these
points
,
and
the
well
balancing
of
what
you
may
esteem
your
duties
,
I
leave
to
you
;
my
judgment
and
ideas
are
already
disturbed
by
the
near
approach
of
death
.
I
dare
not
ask
you
to
do
what
I
think
right
,
for
I
may
still
be
misled
by
passion
.
"
That
he
should
live
to
be
an
instrument
of
mischief
disturbs
me
;
in
other
respects
,
this
hour
,
when
I
momentarily
expect
my
release
,
is
the
only
happy
one
which
I
have
enjoyed
for
several
years
.
The
forms
of
the
beloved
dead
flit
before
me
,
and
I
hasten
to
their
arms
.
Farewell
,
Walton
!
Seek
happiness
in
tranquillity
and
avoid
ambition
,
even
if
it
be
only
the
apparently
innocent
one
of
distinguishing
yourself
in
science
and
discoveries
.
Yet
why
do
I
say
this
?
I
have
myself
been
blasted
in
these
hopes
,
yet
another
may
succeed
.
"
His
voice
became
fainter
as
he
spoke
,
and
at
length
,
exhausted
by
his
effort
,
he
sank
into
silence
.
About
half
an
hour
afterwards
he
attempted
again
to
speak
but
was
unable
;
he
pressed
my
hand
feebly
,
and
his
eyes
closed
forever
,
while
the
irradiation
of
a
gentle
smile
passed
away
from
his
lips
.
Margaret
,
what
comment
can
I
make
on
the
untimely
extinction
of
this
glorious
spirit
?
What
can
I
say
that
will
enable
you
to
understand
the
depth
of
my
sorrow
?
All
that
I
should
express
would
be
inadequate
and
feeble
.
My
tears
flow
;
my
mind
is
overshadowed
by
a
cloud
of
disappointment
.
But
I
journey
towards
England
,
and
I
may
there
find
consolation
.
I
am
interrupted
.
What
do
these
sounds
portend
?
It
is
midnight
;
the
breeze
blows
fairly
,
and
the
watch
on
deck
scarcely
stir
.
Again
there
is
a
sound
as
of
a
human
voice
,
but
hoarser
;
it
comes
from
the
cabin
where
the
remains
of
Frankenstein
still
lie
.
I
must
arise
and
examine
.
Good
night
,
my
sister
.
Great
God
!
what
a
scene
has
just
taken
place
!
I
am
yet
dizzy
with
the
remembrance
of
it
.
I
hardly
know
whether
I
shall
have
the
power
to
detail
it
;
yet
the
tale
which
I
have
recorded
would
be
incomplete
without
this
final
and
wonderful
catastrophe
.
I
entered
the
cabin
where
lay
the
remains
of
my
ill-fated
and
admirable
friend
.
Over
him
hung
a
form
which
I
can
not
find
words
to
describe
--
gigantic
in
stature
,
yet
uncouth
and
distorted
in
its
proportions
.
As
he
hung
over
the
coffin
,
his
face
was
concealed
by
long
locks
of
ragged
hair
;
but
one
vast
hand
was
extended
,
in
colour
and
apparent
texture
like
that
of
a
mummy
.
When
he
heard
the
sound
of
my
approach
,
he
ceased
to
utter
exclamations
of
grief
and
horror
and
sprung
towards
the
window
.
Never
did
I
behold
a
vision
so
horrible
as
his
face
,
of
such
loathsome
yet
appalling
hideousness
.
I
shut
my
eyes
involuntarily
and
endeavoured
to
recollect
what
were
my
duties
with
regard
to
this
destroyer
.
I
called
on
him
to
stay
.
