Both killed and killer will be judged by One who knows the secrets of men's breasts.

The killed is not deprived of every hope.

For us, death is an incident: for them, the end.

Moreover, they have no idea of sacrifice.

Killing, with them, is always the result of hate.' 'What does your Honour mean by that last saying ?' I inquired with warmth.
The old man smiled on me indulgently as he made answer sadly: 'Be not offended if we speak our mind before you.