Just before he died, on the afternoon of the fifth day, he knew his wife and called her: "Mary!" His voice was unexpectedly loud.
She went and put her arms round him.
"Mary!"
"Yes, James?"
"I'm going to die—it's funny my going to die—wish I knew more about it."
"Hush, dearest, don't talk."
"Mary."
"Yes, James?"
"Sorry—if I've been hard on you—but you see——"
"Hush, my dear, you mustn't try to talk."