'I am going to die, Joel.'
'Do not speak in that way!' and the poor fellow groaned, in spite of every effort to control himself.
'I must, Joel, I must. We have not lived right You will live right when I am gone. You will teach Sarah to live right, won't you?'
'I don't want to live at all if you do not live!' was the passionate answer.
'For our child's sake, Joel.'
No reply.
'What a kind, loving husband you have been to me—been to me always! I loved you—loved you before you knew it, Joel.' Here she opened her eyes languidly, and essayed to turn them on him. 'But we have not lived right.'
There was still no response, save by audible sobs.
'I think I have made my peace with God. Are you glad, Joel?'
'Now I don't care what happens, if you only feel happy!' he cried. 'But to have you die in distress of mind! It would drive me crazy.'