"You shan't die, Billikins!" she told him, passionately.

"You can't die--now I am here!" She stooped her face to his.

He turned his lips instinctively to meet it, and suddenly it was as though a flame had kindled between them--hot, ardent, compelling.

His dying pulses thrilled to it, his blood ran warmer.
"You--have--come--back!" he said, with slow articulation.
"My darling--my darling!" she made quivering answer.

"Say I've come--in time!" He tried to speak again, but could not.