"They only lived to die." "But we," she answered, "should only die to live, and that is why I try not to be afraid.

I daresay, however, I mean the same as they did, only you do not seem to have put their thought quite clearly." "You are right; I meant that for them death was but a door." "That is better, I think," she said.

"That was their thought, and that is my thought; and," she added, searching his face, "perhaps your thought also." "Yes," he answered, "though somehow you concentrate it; I have never seen things, or, rather, this thing, quite so sharply." "Because you have never been in a position to see them; they have not been brought home to you.

Or your mind may have wanted an interpreter.
Perhaps I am that interpreter--for the moment." Then she added: "Were you afraid just now?
Don't tell me if you had rather not, only I should like to compare sensations.

I was--more than on the ship.