You can marry her now.

I saw what I saw.

She'll take you.

And some day--some day, when you have been married a long time, tell her I'm dead; and tell her--about Flavell, and how I owned to it--but that I did not do it.

I never sank so low as that." His voice had dropped to a whisper which died imperceptibly away.
"I will tell her," said Charles; and Raymond turned his face to the wall, and spoke no more.
The struggle had passed, and for the moment death held aloof; but his shadow was there, lying heavy on the deepening twilight, and darkening all the little room.