'I have only one more thing to say,' he said, at last.

'You will not mind my saying it, will you?
Eddy had told me all about you--he was very open with me--that you were not doing justice to your opportunities here, not fulfilling your own ideals and possibilities.

All I ask of you is to let this be the impulse to rise; do not let any morbid or fantastic remorse stand in your way, and baffle you.

You know that he would have been the first to have forgiven any share of the fault that may be yours.

What I wish most earnestly for you--it is what he, if he had lived, would have wished most--is that you should become a nobler man--as you can, I know; as you will, I believe.' I could not speak, or answer him then; but I have tried to do what he begged me.