The _Gagliarda_ was reached but never finished, for near the end of the second movement Palamede from behind drove a stiletto into his friend's heart.

He had found out that day that Adrian had not spared even Olimpia's honour.
I have endeavoured to condense into a connected story the facts learnt piecemeal from Sir John in conversation.

To a certain extent they supplied, if not an explanation, at least an account of the change that had come over my friend.

But only to a certain extent; there the explanation broke down and I was left baffled.

I could imagine that a life of unwholesome surroundings and disordered studies might in time produce such a loss of mental tone as would lead in turn to moral _acolasia_, sensual excess, and physical ruin.