Thereinto goes the journey.

Have we not the courage to go on with our journey, must we cry 'I daren't'?
On ahead we will go, into death, and whatever death may mean.

If a man can see the next step to be taken, why should he fear the next but one?
Why ask about the next but one?
Of the next step we are certain.

It is the step into death.
'I shall die--I shall quickly die,' said Ursula to herself, clear as if in a trance, clear, calm, and certain beyond human certainty.

But somewhere behind, in the twilight, there was a bitter weeping and a hopelessness.