they all died by my hands
This is a further instance in which Victor's new level of candor
is striking in its unblinking justice. Although it is easy to
dismiss this language as characteristically hyperbolic and
histrionic, to do so without maintaining a regard for the
intensification of his self-understanding would be unjust. The
sense of connectedness he now acknowledges with his Creature will
become the distinguishing feature of the last movement of the
novel.
