While she was still in life, what were her aspirations?
This was one of them, he remembered, as it fell from her lips: "Still to be with those whom I have loved on earth, although they cannot see me; to soothe their sorrows, to support their weakness, to lull their fears." And if this were so; if any power were given her to fulfil her will, whom would she sooner visit than himself?
Stay! That was her wish on earth, while she was a woman.

But would she still wish it afterwards?
The spirit was not the flesh, the spirit could see and be sure, while the flesh must be content with deductions and hazardings.

If she could see, she would know him as he was; every failing, every secret infirmity, every infidelity of heart, might be an open writing to her eyes.

And then would she not close that book in horror?
A great writer has said in effect that no man would dare to affront the ears of his fellows--men much worse than himself perhaps--with the true details of his hidden history.

Knowing all the truth, they would shrink from him.