Sir Danvers Carew, as weak as a screw!

  Breath as awful as a junk yard.
  Weak as a moth.
  Has no spine.
  Shy as a bird.
  Smelled like a donkey.
  Dumb as door nail.
Now do you see why I killed him?
I could go on for hours with insults. But the mans dead, thank god, because of me. So it's no use to watse my limited amount of words on him. 

  Why did Utterson do what he did? I might have to kill myself.