"But I don't blame you, because your lie was meant to comfort me, it was considered to increase happiness, so I don't think you were wrong. But..."
Bentham paused, then continued, "But I know my own body, and I now feel I am about to die. I am too old, so old that I can no longer walk or eat much. It's only my body that's still alive, but my soul is about to break free from the confines of this shell."
Arthur was silent for a long time, unsure of how to continue.
In the end, all he could do was to say, "You must be joking. If your body were really that weak, how could you announce no visitors? Not allowing those young people to see you for the last time, you aren't that heartless."
