Eh?
What ?" "William, try and understand what I say.

You will go the happier to heaven for my words." And, as they grew slowly into the squire's apprehension, a look of amazement, of gratitude, of intense satisfaction, transfigured the clay for the last time.

It seemed as if the departing soul stood still to listen.

He was perfectly quiet until she ceased speaking; then, in a strange, unearthly tone, he uttered one word, "Happy." It was the last word that ever parted his lips.

Between shores he lingered until the next daybreak, and then the loving watchers saw that the pallid wintry light fell on the dead.