The man had a penchant for martyrdom. It allowed him to cling to his belief that he was cruelly beset, deeply unappreciated, wholly persecuted, and denied the respect he rightfully deserved. If his great destiny—his crucifixion—was to be fulfilled by impeachment, so be it. For his temperament allowed no other choice. He thus welcomed a struggle to the death, with the hero, himself, going down to defeat in a blaze of unforgettable glory.
