Pneumonia had followed the weakness from his wounds and his breathing had grown very faint.

Mrs.Jackson herself told him that all hope for him was gone, and he heard the words with resignation.
After a while, as Harry learned, his mind began to wander.

He spoke in disjointed sentences of the army, of his battles, of his boyhood and of his friends.

This lasted into the afternoon, when he sank into unconsciousness.

Then came his death, and it was much like that of Napoleon.