He killed himself through wounded vanity on seeing that I would have nothing to do with him,--just for stubbornness, for theatrical effect, influenced by his readings....

He was a Roumanian tenor.

That was in Russia....

I have been an actress a part of my life...." The sailor wished to express the astonishment that the different changes of this mysterious wandering existence, always showing a new facet, were producing in him; but he contained himself in order to listen better to the cruel counsels of the malignant voice speaking within his thoughts....

He was not trying to kill himself for her.
Quite the contrary! His moody aggressiveness was considering her as the next victim.