You have postponed it all your life.

Now, at this last moment, you must make up for it.

Will you die with an act of injustice unconfessed on your conscience ?" He paused and struggled.

"I could--if it were not for you," he answered.
"Then do it for me," Hilda cried.

"Do it for me! I ask it of you not as a favour, but as a right.