The sick man smiled at her, and motioned to her to rise.
"I have already blessed you in your husband," said he, "I cannot distinguish you.

You are a part of his soul.

You are his courage.
Let this courage increase in the painful hours which await him.

And, together, may you be the poetry of Christian love, until the end.

Stay here a little while, both of you." As the disciples passed out, the room grew darker.