"I seem to see millions of forms around me.

I seem to hear them, but I cannot see you--nor hear you." As if exhausted by the effort, his head fell back upon Rayel's shoulder, and he lay for a time, his eyes closed, struggling for breath.

The dying man's faculties would no longer obey the whip of his mighty will.
Indeed, they had done him their final service, for in a few moments he was dead.

Tenderly and manfully, uttering no sound of grief, Rayel lifted the lifeless body of his father, and bore it into the house..