"I have lived several days merely because I wanted to see Richmond taken before I died.

I can wait no longer." The Doctor essayed some confused words of encouragement, but stopped abruptly, and feigning important business in another part of the hospital, hurried out, bidding Rachel await his return.
When he was gone Sanderson lifted Rachel's hand to his lips, and said with deep feeling: "I am so glad you have come.

You remind me of her." The ebbing life welled up for the last time into such ardent virility that Rachel's first maidenly instinct was to withdraw her hand from his earnest pressure and kiss.
"No, do not take your hand away," he said eagerly.

"There need be no shame, for I shall be clay almost before you flush has had time to fade.
I infringe on no other's rights, for I see in you only another whom you much resemble." Rachel suffered her hand to remain within his grasp.
"I would that she knew as you do, that I died thinking of her, next to my country.

You will write and tell her so.