"The sun! At last! The--"
Stern caught his feeble body as he fell.
Down on the sands they laid him. To the stilled heart Stern laid his ear.
Tears were in his eyes, too, and in the girl's, as Stern shook his head, silently.
Up over the time-worn, the venerable, the kindly face they drew the mantle, but not before each had reverently kissed the wrinkled forehead.
"Better thus," whispered the engineer. "Far better, every way. He had his wish; he felt the sunshine on his face; his outgoing spirit must be mingled with that worshipped light and air and sky--with dawn--with springtime--"
"With life itself!" said Beatrice.
And through her tears she smiled, while higher rose the warm, life-giving sun of spring.