He looked up into the cold, calm face, and put out his hand, with a greeting.
"You look as though you were in a very peaceful frame of mind," observed Keyork.
"Why should I be anything but peaceful ?" asked the other, "I have nothing to disturb me." "True, true.

You possess a very fine organisation.

I envy you your magnificent constitution, my dear friend.

I would like to have some of it, and grow young again." "On your principle of embalming the living, I suppose." "Exactly," answered the sage with a deep, rolling laugh.

"By the bye, have you been with our friend Unorna?
I suppose that is a legitimate question, though you always tell me I am tactless." "Perfectly legitimate, my dear Keyork.