When they came to the last verse the minister made a sign and, while they waited, he read the words: "I've wrestled on towards heaven 'Gainst storm, and wind, and tide." And so on to that last victorious cry,-- "I hail the glory dawning In Immanuel's Land." For a moment it looked as if the singing could not go on, for tears were on the minister's face and the women were beginning to sob, but The Duke's clear, quiet voice caught up the song and steadied them all to the end.
After the prayer they all went in and looked at The Pilot's face and passed out, leaving behind only those that knew him best.

The Duke and the Hon.

Fred stood looking down upon the quiet face.
"The country has lost a good man, Duke," said the Hon.Fred.The Duke bowed silently.

Then Lady Charlotte came and gazed a moment.
"Dear Pilot," she whispered, her tears falling fast.

"Dear, dear Pilot! Thank God for you! You have done much for me." Then she stooped and kissed him on his cold lips and on his forehead.
Then Gwen seemed to suddenly waken as from a dream.