What did it matter if he was only twenty-one, with his life before him?
What satisfaction was it to have won first honors at the university?
There was but one thing in the world that made life worth living, and that was denied him.

Perhaps after he was gone she would love him.
This thought brought remarkable consolation.

He pictured to himself her remorse when she heard the tragic news.

He attended in spirit his own funeral, and even saw her tears fall upon his still face.
Meanwhile he listened impatiently for the train.
Instead of the distant rumble of the cars, he heard on the road below the sound of a horse's hoofs, quickly followed by voices.

Slipping behind the embankment, he waited for the vehicle to pass.