I was stunned. My mind raced. I'll get the electric chair, or whatever they use to execute murderers in this state. They'll never believe that I was just trying to kill Rover. Just trying to kill Rover.
Justice is more like it.
The electric chair, or whatever, is what I deserve. The electric chair, or whatever, is too good for me. I nearly confessed. Maybe someone else has murdered Mrs. Rover, I mean Harris. So maybe I am innocent, relatively.