He soon reached the summit, and disappeared. And then of what use would be pursuit? I had turned loose into the world a depraved wretch, whose delight was in carnage and misery; had he not murdered my brother? It is at this time that he realizes that he had been gone six years from home and that two years have passed since the creation of his. Review Earlier in the novel, after completing his studies, and after much experimenting, Victor discovered 'the secret of life. Below this picture was a miniature of William; and my tears flowed when I looked upon it. It advanced; the heavens were clouded, and I soon felt the rain coming slowly in large drops, but its violence quickly increased. The storm appeared to approach rapidly; and, on landing, I ascended a low hill, that I might observe its progress. Did any one indeed exist, except I, the creator, who would believe, unless his senses convinced him, in the existence of the living monument of presumption and rash ignorance which I had let loose upon the world? To die so miserably; to feel the murderer's grasp! While near Secheron, on Mont Blanc, Victor catches a glimpse of the monster between flashes of lightning.
I wish you had come three months ago, and then you would have found us all joyous and delighted. Is this to prognosticate peace, or to mock at my unhappiness? The whole idea is crazy. This picture is gone, and was doubtless the temptation which urged the murderer to the deed. In the letter, Alphonse explained to Frankenstein the circumstances of his , murder. Time had altered her since I last beheld her; it had endowed her with loveliness surpassing the beauty of her childish years. He soon reached the summit, and disappeared. If she is, as you believe, innocent, rely on the justice of our laws, and the activity with which I shall prevent the slightest shadow of partiality.
. When she again lived, it was only to weep and sigh. The family must put their faith in the criminal justice system to exonerate the accused. She weeps continually, and accuses herself unjustly as the cause of his death; her words pierce my heart. Absence cannot have rendered you callous to our joys and griefs; and how shall I inflict pain on my long absent son? I considered the being whom I had cast among mankind, and endowed with the will and power to effect purposes of horror, such as the deed which he had now done, nearly in the light of my own vampire, my own spirit let loose from the grave, and forced to destroy all that was dear to me. He cannot reveal the source of the crime without some serious inquiry about his creation of the being. But I paused when I reflected on the story that I had to tell.
The killer isn't a 'he'; it's a 'she': Justine Moritz, a family friend and servant of the Frankensteins. I discovered more distinctly the black sides of Jura, and the bright summit of Mont Blanc. The evening was warm and serene, and we prolonged our walk farther than usual. The lightning flashes again and Victor sees the monster scale the sheer side of a mountain and disappear over its top. Elizabeth confesses that she believes in Justine's innocence, and she's terrified of losing yet another person she loves. These feelings are part of what Mary Shelley is saying about human development and social education.
When it begins to storm and rain heavily, Victor believes even the heavens weep for poor, sweet William. But now, as soon as the horses arrived, I hurried into a cabriolet, and bade farewell to my friend. I now say, Thank God she did not live to witness the cruel, miserable death of her youngest darling! They begin to talk, but when Agatha, Felix and Safie return, the creature is forced to flee. My dear friend, what has happened? He can no longer be a subject for pity; we must reserve that for his miserable survivors. However, the letter that arrives brings tragic news and sends Victor rushing home to a frightening discovery that will change everything. Poor, poor girl, is she the accused? Presently Ernest came, and enquired if we had seen his brother; he said, that he had been playing with him, that William had run away to hide himself, and that he vainly sought for him, and afterwards waited for a long time, but that he did not return.
The three of them set off to try to save Justine. On returning from the tour, Victor receives a letter from his father saying that his youngest brother, William, has been murdered. William, the youngest in the family, has been murdered by strangulation. It was echoed from Saleve, the Juras, and the Alps of Savoy; vivid flashes of lightning dazzled my eyes, illuminating the lake, making it appear like a vast sheet of fire; then for an instant everything seemed of a pitchy darkness, until the eye recovered itself from the preceding flash. Presently Ernest came, and enquired if we had seen his brother; he said, that he had been playing with him, that William had run away to hide himself, and that he vainly sought for him, and afterwards waited for a long time, but that he did not return. No sooner did that idea cross my imagination, than I became convinced of its truth; my teeth chattered, and I was forced to lean against a tree for support.
How altered every thing might be during that time! Time had altered her since I last beheld her; it had endowed her with loveliness surpassing the beauty of her childish years. Felix visited the Turk in prison and met his daughter who he immediately fell in love with. My country, my beloved country! He decides to approach the blind senior De Lacey first, hoping to win him over based on his character while the others are away. The gates were open, and I hastened to my father's house. One sudden and desolating change had taken place; but a thousand little circumstances might have by degrees worked other alterations, which, although they were done more tranquilly, might not be the less decisive.
Another storm enlightened Jura with faint flashes; and another darkened and sometimes disclosed the Mole, a peaked mountain to the east of the lake. All evening and night he walks around in the woods near the town. Before he can tell his family the truth about what he's created and the monster's role in William's death, he learns more devastating news. I had no fear, therefore, that any circumstantial evidence could be brought forward strong enough to convict her. The road ran by the side of the lake, which became narrower as I approached my native town. I quitted my seat, and walked on, although the darkness and storm increased every minute, and the thunder burst with a terrific crash over my head.