"I expected to die without seeing her; I will die without seeing her, if I must, to save the letter." "I know you will," said I.
He pressed my hand again.

As he turned away, James came with his noiseless, quick step into the room.
"The carriage is at the door, sir," said he.
"Look after the count, James," said Rudolf.

"Don't leave him till he sends you away." "Very well, sir." I raised myself in bed.
"Here's luck," I cried, catching up the lemonade James had brought me, and taking a gulp of it.
"Please God," said Rudolf, with a shrug.
And he was gone to his work and his reward--to save the queen's letter and to see the queen's face.

Thus he went a second time to Zenda..