The Doctor will give you her address, and you can tell her, as only a woman can tell another what the woman-heart hungers for, of my last moments.

It is so much better that you should do it than Dr.Denslow, even, grand as he is in every way.
You will tell her that there was not a thought of repining--that I felt that giving my life was only partial payment to those who gave theirs to purchase for me every good thing that I have enjoyed.

I had twenty-five years of as happy a life as ever a man lived, and she came as its crowning joy.

I look forward almost eagerly to what that Power, which has made every succeeding year of my life happier than the previous one, has in store for me in the awakening beyond.

Ah, see there! It has come.
There goes my life." She looked in the direction of his gaze, and saw a pool of blood slowly spreading out from under the bed, banking itself against the dust into miniature gulfs and seas.