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Ferrers; and I think it right to say that his last moments approach. We have done all that can be done." "Is he fully aware of his danger?" "He is; and has spent the last two hours in prayer it is a Christian's death-bed, sir." "Humph!" said Ferrers, as he followed the physician. "Come here, Lumley," faltered forth the fast-dying man. "There are none here but you three nearest and dearest to me?
It was strange to look round the low cottage room by the flickering, fast-dying firelight. The rain still pattered on the garden paths. I was rather dismayed to find that it had not ceased the next morning; it is so pleasant to wake up in a fresh place and see the bright sunshine. This piece of good luck was denied me, however.
Incomprehensible in their jargon as these formulae mostly are, and strongly tinctured as they have become with burlesqued Christian symbolism and expression for those who used them could only supply the fast-dying memory of the elder forms from the existing system they still, in all their grotesqueness, remain the battered relics of a dead faith.
Heigham was alive, poor fellow, and then, too, George wanted to marry you as a wife, now he is merely anxious to marry you that he may be enabled to make reparation to your father. He is a fast-dying man. You would never be his wife except in name. The grave would be his only marriage-bed. Do you not understand the difference?"
Again, I say, poor fellow! The woman opened the door, went to the other side of the room, and sat down on an old box and began darning an old neck-handkerchief. The silence was soon broken by the moans of the fast-dying man, and again he muttered, as he tossed to and fro, with baked white lips: "Je m'etoufee! Air!" There was no resisting that prayer, it seemed so like the last.
On down the long, dark cavern he made his way by the flickering light of the fast-dying candle. At last he reached the spot where he was sure the drainage tunnel and the second level met. Again he dug and dug, using an old pick he found there. He tore at the hard earth with his fingers, till he found himself growing drowsy and faint. It was the foul air!
"Boulevard Rochechouart," said Berthe, the young asylum nurse, to the conductor as she sprang into the tram just as it was starting. It was a September afternoon, one of the last fine days of the now fast-dying summer, and the girl had just got her fortnightly leave for forty-eight hours.
Joseph and his wife lived in the lower room of a three-storied cottage at the end of the chapel, the second and third stories of the said cottage being utilized by the Rehoboth members as Sunday-schools. Entering, Mr. Penrose saw the old woman crouching over the hearth and doing her best to feed the fast-dying fires of her vitality.
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