Suppose you drown." "Then you can say of me and of Mr.Walter what you like.

The dead don't mind." Renouard entered the sea and heard a faint "Tse! Tse! Tse!" of concern from the half-caste, who had already lost sight of the master's dark head on the overshadowed water.
Renouard set his direction by a big star that, dipping on the horizon, seemed to look curiously into his face.

On this swim back he felt the mournful fatigue of all that length of the traversed road, which brought him no nearer to his desire.

It was as if his love had sapped the invisible supports of his strength.

There came a moment when it seemed to him that he must have swum beyond the confines of life.