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I
was
right
.
The
surgeon
bared
arm
and
knife
and
prepared
to
open
a
great
vein
.
First
,
however
,
he
spoke
a
few
words
.
"
I
am
a
native
of
Norfolk
in
the
Virginias
,
"
he
said
,
"
where
I
expect
I
have
now
a
wife
and
three
children
living
.
The
only
favour
that
I
have
to
request
of
you
is
,
that
should
it
please
God
to
deliver
either
of
you
from
your
perilous
situation
,
and
should
you
be
so
fortunate
as
to
reach
once
more
your
native
country
,
that
you
would
acquaint
my
unfortunate
family
with
my
wretched
fate
.
"
Next
he
requested
courteously
of
us
a
few
minutes
in
which
to
arrange
his
affairs
with
God
.
Neither
Captain
Nicholl
nor
I
could
utter
a
word
,
but
with
streaming
eyes
we
nodded
our
consent
.
Without
doubt
Arnold
Bentham
was
the
best
collected
of
the
three
of
us
.
My
own
anguish
was
prodigious
,
and
I
am
confident
that
Captain
Nicholl
suffered
equally
.
But
what
was
one
to
do
?
The
thing
was
fair
and
proper
and
had
been
decided
by
God
.
But
when
Arnold
Bentham
had
completed
his
last
arrangements
and
made
ready
to
do
the
act
,
I
could
contain
myself
no
longer
,
and
cried
out
:
"
Wait
!
We
who
have
endured
so
much
surely
can
endure
a
little
more
.
It
is
now
mid-morning
.
Let
us
wait
until
twilight
.
Then
,
if
no
event
has
appeared
to
change
our
dreadful
destiny
,
do
you
Arnold
Bentham
,
do
as
we
have
agreed
.
"
He
looked
to
Captain
Nicholl
for
confirmation
of
my
suggestion
,
and
Captain
Nicholl
could
only
nod
.
He
could
utter
no
word
,
but
in
his
moist
and
frosty
blue
eyes
was
a
wealth
of
acknowledgment
I
could
not
misread
.
I
did
not
,
I
could
not
,
deem
it
a
crime
,
having
so
determined
by
fair
drawing
of
lots
,
that
Captain
Nicholl
and
myself
should
profit
by
the
death
of
Arnold
Bentham
.
I
could
not
believe
that
the
love
of
life
that
actuated
us
had
been
implanted
in
our
breasts
by
aught
other
than
God
.
It
was
God
's
will
,
and
we
His
poor
creatures
could
only
obey
and
fulfil
His
will
.
And
yet
,
God
was
kind
.
In
His
all-kindness
He
saved
us
from
so
terrible
,
though
so
righteous
,
an
act
.
