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Bramwell comes running in, looking like a little boy on Christmas day. He races to Daphne's bedside--it's happened, he exclaims--my ship has come in and we're rich! I'm so happy for you! she says, her face lighting up. Everything is going to be so different now, he promises, holding her hand, kneeling beside her--I know I haven't been a very good husband, but I've done a lot of thinking on my way back here, and everything will be different--we'll travel, you'll have everything you wanted in life. Daphne looks at his joyous face--I always wanted to hear you talk like that, she says. You don't seem very excited, he notes. I am, she assures him.Something is wrong, he says--you're pale and have a fever. It's nothing, she assures him, holding his hand, the doctor was here and he said I'd be all right in a few days--hold me, Bramwell, please, hold me in your arms. He does, tightly--nothing must ever happen to you, he insists--nothing.[/spoiler]