But now he saw more in the lines, a deeper interpretation which he had earned the right to make.
"Oh world, where all things change and nought abides, Oh life, the long mutation--is it so?
Is it with life as with the body's change ?-- Where, e'en tho' better follow, good must pass." That was as far as he could get, though he cudgelled his memory to continue.

Moralizing thus, he became drowsy, and was almost asleep when the train drew up at the station of Kirkmichael..