Why should you not swim to the bank, and escape under cover of the darkness?
It is only fifty yards, and the current is not so very swift." The idea of flight without Jess had never occurred to John, and now that she suggested it, it struck him as so absurd that he broke into the ghost of a laugh.
"Don't be foolish, Jess," he said.
"Yes, yes, I will.

Go! You _must_ go! It does not matter about me now.
I know that you love me, and I can die happy.

I will wait for you.

Oh, John! wherever I am, if I have any individual life and any remembrance I will wait for you.

Never forget that all your days.