You will be regretting by now
that you did not kill me too, as I invited you on that occasion.
I can picture to myself the bitterness of this regret, and I
contemplate it with satisfaction. Regret of neglected opportunity
is the worst hell that a living soul can inhabit, particularly
such a soul as yours. It is because of this that I am glad to
know that you survived the riot at the Feydau, although at the time
it was no part of my intention that you should. Because of this I
am content that you should live to enrage and suffer in the shadow
of your evil deed, knowing at last - since you had not hitherto the
wit to discern it for yourself - that the voice of Philippe de
Vilmorin will follow you to denounce you ever more loudly, ever more
insistently, until having lived in dread you shall go down in blood
under the just rage which your victim's dangerous gift of eloquence
is kindling against you."
I find it odd that he should have omitted from this letter all
mention of Mlle. Binet, and I am disposed to account it at least a
partial insincerity that he should have assigned entirely to his
self-imposed mission, and not at all to his lacerated feelings in
the matter of Climene, the action which he had taken at the Feydau.
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