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"Who can it be?" asked the young man. "Who camps there alone, far from friends?",Dr. Bland, putting down the glass, forbears to torment him further, and moves away; Geoffrey, who has also come in, takes his place. Bending over the dying man, he touches him lightly on the shoulder.,"Listen to me," he goes on, in a lower key, and with some slight signs of exhaustion. "I am glad to die,—unfeignedly glad: therefore rejoice with me! Why should you waste a tear on such as I am? Do you remember how I told you (barely two hours ago) that my life had come to an end where other fellows hope to begin theirs? I hardly knew myself how prophetic my words would prove.",Her coming is a thunderbolt, her speech lightning. Lady Rodney changes color, and is for once utterly disconcerted.,She glances at her watch. It is now a quarter past three; so there is no time to be lost. She must hasten.,"Yes, go on, Noll: what did she say?" repeats Geoffrey, the most generous encouragement in his tone. They have all, with a determination worthy of a better cause, made up their minds to forget that they are listening to what was certainly never meant for them to hear. Or perhaps consideration for Nolly compels them to keep their ears open, as that young man is so overcome by the thought of what he has unwillingly gone through, and the weight of the secret that is so disagreeably his, that it has become a necessity with him to speak or die; but I believe myself it is more curiosity than pity prompts their desire for information on the subject in hand.,"Yes; I said I was Mrs. Rodney.","If I must ask Edith Carson, I shall feel I am doing something against my will," says Lady Rodney.,"Edith Carson is very nearly so, I think.","With pleasure," says Mona.,"You didn't get possession of it in that way?" asks he, seizing her hands and trying to read her face.,"Miss Scully, is it you?" he says, at length; "and here at this hour?".