"And on the morrow Justine died."

"And on the morrow Justine died." -- Page 60

What a pleasant way to put it, no?  She was put to death, she didn't just die, but I like the way Mary Shelley thinks.  Straightforward and to the point, unlike the three hours worth of lollygagging preceding it.  However, I did get a lot of helpful information regarding Victor in the chapters leading up to Justine's trial and subsequent "death".  For starters, he's mentally insane.  He believes Justine's innocence even in the face of unquestionable evidence, and when pondering the actions of the daemon, he side notes to Walton that, "[he] did not for a minute doubt" that the creature murdered William.  The creature has consumed his inner thoughts, and he is thoroughly convinced that it is inherently evil and hellbent on murdering people and framing others (makes so much sense, no?) even though he has no substantial proof in this regard.  To contrast this, Victor's longtime friend Henry Clerval represents levelheaded sanity, and serves as a foil character to Victor.  He is open about his thoughts and feelings, unlike Victor, and in his good health tries to console his friend in his time of need, also unlike Victor, who is for the most part in bad health and mopes around his family rather than staying in high spirits for their sakes.  Basically, Victor is nothing like the Frankenstein I imagined (i.e. awesome mad scientist who gets brutally murdered by his creature), but rather a very conflicted bore.