Such things have been done.
Such things will be done again.

If I acted so, I should at least, have the satisfaction of knowing that I had relieved society from the incubus of a scoundrel.' 'But you won't,' Jules murmured.
'No,' said Racksole steadily, 'I won't--if you behave yourself this morning.

But I swear to you that if you don't I will never rest till you are dead, police or no police.

You don't know Theodore Racksole.' 'I believe you mean it,' Jules exclaimed, with an air of surprised interest, as though he had discovered something of importance.
'I believe I do,' Racksole resumed.

'Now listen.