"Of course, Esther, you know what she says here?" He spoke in a softened voice and kissed the letter as he asked me.
"Yes, Richard."
"Offers me," he went on, tapping his foot upon the floor, "the little inheritance she is certain of so soon--just as little and as much as I have wasted--and begs and prays me to take it, set myself right with it, and remain in the service."
"I know your welfare to be the dearest wish of her heart," said I. "And, oh, my dear Richard, Ada's is a noble heart."
"I am sure it is. I--I wish I was dead!"

"Of course, Esther, you know what she says here?" He spoke in a softened voice.
"Yes, Richard."
"She offers me the little inheritance she is certain of so soon - and begs and prays me to take it, set myself right with it, and remain in the army."
"I know your welfare to be the dearest wish of her heart," said I. "And, oh, my dear Richard, Ada's is a noble heart."
"I am sure it is. I - I wish I was dead!"
