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[Then ashamed]

How can I think such things poor Sam! he was I mean he is my friend

[With assertive loyalty]

A rare spirit! A pure and simple soul! A good man—yes, a good man! God bless him!

[He makes a motion over the body like a priest blessing]

[His voice suddenly breaking with a sincere human grief]

Sam, old boy! I’m so damned sorry! I will give my life to save you!

[In dull anguish]

Save—again?

[Then lovingly, kissing face]

Dear husband, you have tried to make me happy, I will give you my happiness again! I will give you Gordon to give to Madeline!

[Still standing on the rail, staring after shell]

Gordon! dear lover how tired  but you’ll rest in my arms  your head will lie on my breast  soon!