The fact that for a while the caldron remains inert and the steam invisible is no indication of safety.

To attain safety in such a case either the fire must be raked out or the fluid tapped.

Mary had screwed down the lid of her domestic caldron, but the flame still burned beneath, and the water still boiled within.
This was her first error, and the second proved almost as mischievous.
She thought to divert Morris from a central idea by a multitude of petty counter-attractions; she believed that by stopping him from the scientific labours and esoteric speculation connected with this idea, that it would be deadened and in time obliterated.
As a matter of fact, by thus emptying his mind of its serious and accustomed occupations, Mary made room for the very development she dreaded to flourish like an upas tree.

For although he breathed no word of it, although he showed no sign of it, to Morris the memory of the dead was a constant companion.

Time heals all things, that is the common saying; but would it be possible to formulate any fallacy more complete?
There are many wounds that time does not heal, and often enough against the dead it has no power at all--for how can time compete against the eternity of which they have become a part?
The love of them where they have been truly loved, remains quite unaltered; in some instances, indeed, it is emdued with a power of terrible and amazing growth.
On earth, very probably, that deep affection would have become subject to the natural influences of weakening and decay; and, in the instance of a man and woman, the soul-possessing passion might have passed, to be replaced by a more moderate, custom-worn affection.