That this is secondarily a puff for the narrative that follows, openly charging us
as readers to respond to it with interest and sympathy, should not detract from its
main function, which is to return us to the opening sentence of the paragraph before
and its honoring of the essential human link inherent to fellow-feeling. That Walton's
sympathy for Victor Frankenstein should extend to the reader's sympathetic reaction
to them both is a fundamental tenet of Mary Shelley's notion of the value of, the
purpose for, writing.