But so happy was my position, that I needed not to hurry: no practical duty forced me to rapid decision, and a suspense of judgment was not an unwholesome exercise.

Within the darkness of the cabin the suspense was a thing of which insanity is made.

I watched the fading life, the diminishing breath in the midnight silence of the solitary house, and almost desired Death to hasten, for the final struggle had begun, and the suspense was torture to me.

R60388, 4Apr50, Marguerite Veiller (W) THIS SUSPENSE IS TERRIBLE, a play in one act, by Paul Gerard Smith.