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Walton, in continuation

           Ishutmyeyesinvoluntarilyandendeavouredtorecollectwhatweremydutieswithregardtothisdestroyer.Icalledonhimtostay.

           Hepaused,lookingonmewithwonder,andagainturningtowardsthelifelessformofhiscreator,heseemedtoforgetmypresence,andeveryfeatureandgestureseemedinstigatedbythewildestrageofsomeuncontrollablepassion.

           "Thatisalsomyvictim!"heexclaimed."Inhismurdermycrimesareconsummated;themiserableseriesofmybeingiswoundtoitsclose!Oh,Frankenstein!Generousandself-devotedbeing!WhatdoesitavailthatInowasktheetopardonme?I,whoirretrievablydestroyedtheebydestroyingallthoulovedst.Alas!Heiscold,hecannotanswerme."Hisvoiceseemedsuffocated,andmyfirstimpulses,whichhadsuggestedtomethedutyofobeyingthedyingrequestofmyfriendindestroyinghisenemy,werenowsuspendedbyamixtureofcuriosityandcompassion.Iapproachedthistremendousbeing;Idarednotagainraisemyeyestohisface,therewassomethingsoscaringandunearthlyinhisugliness.Iattemptedtospeak,butthewordsdiedawayonmylips.Themonstercontinuedtoutterwildandincoherentself-reproaches.AtlengthIgatheredresolutiontoaddresshiminapauseofthetempestofhispassion.

           "Yourrepentance,"Isaid,"isnowsuperfluous.Ifyouhadlistenedtothevoiceofconscienceandheededthestingsofremorsebeforeyouhadurgedyourdiabolicalvengeancetothisextremity,Frankensteinwouldyethavelived."

           "Anddoyoudream?"saidthedaemon.

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