This was the appointed place for him to die.

Hugh tightened his hold with his right hand, for his left was paralyzed.
"I will not," he said.

"Nothing shall induce me.

I will live and marry Rachel." The cold advanced suddenly on him, as at the point of the bayonet.
"Why not die ?" said another voice.

"Will it be easier in three months' time than it is now?
Will it ever be so easy again?
See how near death is to life, a wheel within a wheel, two rings linked together.