You wish it--and you must sleep--" She caught his hands and pressed them to her heart.
"Oh, my darling--good night--" She came closer in his arms, and held up her lips for him to kiss.

The passion of life had given place to the chill of death.

It was to-day that he was to die! No longer could they think of it as a thing of to-morrow, for at last the day had come.
"Yes, you must go," he said, in the same low voice in which she had spoken.
"I love you, John--" "As I do you, beloved--" he answered gently.
"Oh, I can not leave you! My place is here with you to the very last--do not send me away!" "I could not bear it," he said steadily.

"You must leave Mount Hope to-morrow--to-day--" He felt her arms tighten about his neck.
"To-day ?" she faltered miserably.

"To-day--" Her arms relaxed.