He did not, however, betray himself; he nodded slightly and said: “Go on,” in a low voice. Renfield proceeded:-- “He came up to the window in the mist...

Justine, poor unhappy Justine, was as innocent as I, and she suffered the same charge; she died for it; and I am the cause of this—I murdered her. Wil...

Suddenly the door was burst open, and in rushed my patient, with his face distorted with passion. I was thunderstruck, for such a thing as a patient g...