It came to me from Norhala when we rode the flying block, and--he--sealed upon me when I was in--his"-- again she crimsoned, "embrace." And as we gazed at her, incredulously: "A thing that urges me to forget you two--and Martin--and all the world I've known.

That tries to pull me from you--from all--to drift untroubled in some vast calm filled with an ordered ecstasy of peace.
And whose calling I want, God help me, oh, so desperately to heed! "It whispered to me first," she said, "from Norhala--when she put her arm around me.

It whispered and then seemed to float from her and cover me like--like a veil, and from head to foot.

It was a quietness and peace that held within it a happiness at one and the same time utterly tranquil and utterly free.
"I seemed to be at the doorway to unknown ecstasies--and the life I had known only a dream--and you, all of you--even Martin, dreams within a dream.

You weren't--real--and you did not--matter." "Hypnotism," muttered Drake, as she paused.
"No." She shook her head.