Send me away--be hard on me--be brutal to me.

Have some mercy on a miserable creature whose life is one long hopeless effort to forget you!" Her voice, her look, maddened him.

He drew her to his bosom; he held her in his arms; she struggled vainly to get away from him.

"Oh," she murmured, "how cruel you are! Remember, my dear one, remember how young I am, how weak I am.

Oh, Herbert, I'm dying--dying--dying!" Her voice grew fainter and fainter; her head sank on his breast.