Killing is too good for the brute.

But this you cannot do.
Vengeance is not ours, but God's." "If my father fails," said Kalman quietly, "I shall kill him." "You must not think like that, much less speak so," said Brown.
"This is Canada, not Russia.

You are a Christian man and no heathen." "I can't help it," said Kalman; "I can only see that bloody snow." He put his hands over his eyes and shuddered violently.

"I must kill him!" "And would you ruin your own life?
Would you shut yourself off forever from your best and holiest thoughts?
And what of your sister, and Jack, and me?
And what of--of--all your friends?
For this one fierce and sinful passion--for it is sinful, Kalman--you would sacrifice yourself and all of us." "I know all that.

It would sacrifice all; but in here," smiting his breast, "there is a cry that will not cease till I see that man's blood." "God pity you, Kalman.