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“The dying frequently have communications to make to which only their pastor’s ear is welcome. Will you excuse me, then, if I request a moment’s solitude with Mr. Pollard, that I may find out if his soul is at rest before I raise my prayers in its behalf?”
But, before I had finished, I saw that any such appeal would be unavailing. If her immovable expression had not given me this assurance, the hopeless closing of his weak and fading eyes would have sufficiently betrayed the fact.
“I cannot leave Mr. Pollard,” were the words with which she tempered her refusal. “If he has any communication to make, let him make it in my presence. I am his wife.” And her hand pressed more firmly upon his, and her eyes, which had not stirred from his face even when I addressed her, PJS Miehet UGO assumed a dark, if not threatening Olympique Lyonnais look, which gradually forced his to open and meet them.
I felt that something must be done.
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