It was too much for you, Blanche, I am to blame for this." "No, no, blame not yourself.

I it was who insisted on going." She rapidly grew worse, and John Stevens saw that she must die.
Occasionally she fell asleep, and then he thought how beautiful she was.
Once she murmured his name and sweetly smiled.

She awoke and was very weak.

Raising her eyes, she saw him at her side, and with that same happy smile on her face, she said: "Oh, I had such a delightful dream.

It may be wicked; but it was delightful.