Emily, Emily, what has my life been without your love?
Oh, you will be the angel that raises me out of the ignoble world into which I have fallen! Hold me to you--make me feel and believe that you have saved me! Emily, my beautiful, my goddess! let me worship you, pray to you! Mine now, mine, love, for ever and ever! She burst into tears, unable to suffer this new denizen of her heart, the sure and certain hope of bliss.

He kissed away the tears as they fell, whispering love that was near to frenzy.

There came a Bob that shook her whole frame, then Wilfrid felt her cheek grow very cold against his; her eyes were half closed, from her lips escaped a faint moan.

He drew back and, uncertain whether she had lost consciousness, called to her to speak.

Her body could not fall, for it rested against a hollow part of the great trunk.