I should have gone--but for this.

It is too much for her,--that life.

It will break her down.

You can save her and cherish her--you will.

It seems as if I saw you--together!' Then her eyes fell and she seemed to sleep--gently wandering now and then, and mentioning in her dying dream names and places which made the reality before them more and more terrible to the two hushed listeners, so different were the associations they called up.