In an agony of despair, Frank appealed to the friends round him.
"Get something to strengthen him, for God's sake! Oh, men! men! I should never have been here but for him! He has given all his strength to my weakness; and now, see how strong I am, and how weak _he_ is! Clara, I held by his arm all over the ice and snow.

_He_ kept watch when I was senseless in the open boat.

_His_ hand dragged me out of the waves when we were wrecked.

Speak to him, Clara! speak to him!" His voice failed him, and his head dropped on Wardour's breast.
She spoke, as well as her tears would let her.
"Richard, have you forgotten me ?" He rallied at the sound of that beloved voice.

He looked up at her as she knelt at his head.
"Forgotten you ?" Still looking at her, he lifted his hand with an effort, and laid it on Frank.