Yes, yes; but never mind. We need not quarrel about it.
[For a moment there is silence. Then the screams begin again.]
What a strange thing is a scream! If it is you yourself who are screaming you never notice how horrible the screams sound: but if it is some one else———
What throat can possibly produce such a noise as she is making? Surely it cannot be a woman's throat? No, no; I cannot believe it!
The cries sound as though her neck were being twisted round and round.
Or as though the cries were coming from some deep hollow in her chest. Now they are more like the gasps of a drowning man. Listen to the choking noise she is making!
It sounds as though some heavy person were kneeling on her chest.
Or as though she were being strangled.
[The screams suddenly cease.]
There! At last she is quiet again. I was getting tired of it all. It was such a monotonous, ugly screaming.