carefully kept Walton ignorant of the process by which he created life, and, moreover,
excoriates him when he suspects Walton of wanting to penetrate his secret (III:Walton:3).
He dies clearly wishing that he had himself remained in a state of innocent ignorance.
Although it is likely that, upon reflection, Walton will broaden the range under which
he construes knowledge to embrace a moral education, here he limits its conception
wholly to scientific discovery. In his dejection he seems to have gone out of his
way to miss the point of Victor Frankenstein's narration, which is itself truly a
mark of his ignorance.