Charles was sitting by Elsie when Robert went in. Robert stood and watched as Charles read out loud. Robert smiled and cleared his throat. Charles look surprised and stood up quickly.
"Oh, Mi'lord, I didn't see you standing there," Charles said, getting red.
"Please," Robert said, waving his hand. Charles relaxed, looking down. "Mrs. Crawly told me to tell you to go home and get some rest. I'll stay with her." Robert told him.
"Are you sure? I don't want to leave her." Charles told him, looking back at Elsie. Robert looked on, smiling sadly.
"Yes, I'm sure. If something happens, we'll get the message to you." Robert said, walking to stand next to him. Charles nodded and kissed Elsie in the forehead. He sighed and walked out of the room, giving one last look to Elsie.
Robert sat down in the chair, looking at Elsie. He sighed and looked down.
"Mrs. Carson, I promise we'll take care of him. I just hope you know how much he loves you." Robert told her. He looked out the window and saw Carson walking toward the cottage. "Because he loves you with all his heart."
When Charles walked back into Elsie's room, Dr. Clarkson and Isobel Crawley were standing over Elsie. Robert was watching off to the side, with a concerned look on his face. Charles walked to the bed.
"What's going on?" Charles asked, standing at the end of the bed.
"Thank goodness your back, Mr. Carson. I don't think it will be long now." Dr. Clarkson said, backing away from the bed. Isobel moved to stand next to the doctor. Charles moved to the top of the bed. Elsie was awake and when she saw Charles, she moved her hand toward him.
"Charles." She whispered, turning toward him. "Make sure that everyone gets the letters I wrote. Please. There are instructions on what to do with them on top of the pile." She whispered, holding his hand in her chest. Charles nodded, tears in his eyes. Elsie closed her eyes, tears falling. "Be strong, my Darling. We'll see each other again. I love you." Elsie told him, moving her other hand to touch his cheek.
"I love you too. Goodbye, My Love." Charles whispered as the life faded from her eyes. Her hand slowly fell off his check, and the one he was holding loosened its grip. Charles kissed Elsie one last time and stood up. He turned to the other in the room.
Isobel had tears running down her face, Robert moved to stand next to Carson. dr. Clarkson walked to the side of the bed. He took her pulse.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Carson. I wish there was more I could do. Honestly." Dr. Clarkson told him. Charles nodded. Robert to Charles.
"I think we should go and let the men get in here," Robert told them him, putting a hand on his back. Charles nodded, and with one last look at Elsie, left with Robert.