I am the cousin of the unhappy child who was murdered,
or rather his sister, for I was educated by, and have lived with his parents
ever since and even long before his birth. It may, therefore, be judged
indecent in me to come forward on this occasion. But when I see a fellow-creature
about to perish through the cowardice of her pretended friends, I wish to
be allowed to speak, that I may say what I know of her character. I am well
acquainted with the accused. I have lived in the same house with her, at
one time for five and at another for nearly two years. During all that period
she appeared to me the most amiable and benevolent of human creatures. She
nursed Madame Frankenstein, my aunt, in her last illness, with the greatest
affection and care. And afterward attended her own mother during a tedious
illness, in a manner that excited the admiration of all who knew her, after
which she again lived in my uncle's house, where she was beloved by all
the family. She was warmly attached to the child who is now dead, and acted
toward him like a most affectionate mother. For my own part, I do not hesitate
to say that, notwithstanding all the evidence produced against her, I believe
and rely on her perfect innocence. She had no temptation for such an action.
As to the bauble on which the chief proof rests, if she had earnestly desired
it, I should have willingly given it to her, so much do I esteem and value
Credits: Reprinted from Frankenstein. Mary Shelley. Philadelphia:
Carey, Lea and Blanchard, 1833.
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