The gods have permitted the possible.

I was here to tell you." "Tell me what ?" demanded Amory with ungrateful irritation.

"Is the stuff poison ?" he asked, tottering in spite of himself as he crossed the floor toward him.

But Jarvo turned his face, and upon it was such an incongruous terror that Amory involuntarily stood still.
"There are known to be two," said Jarvo, holding the vase at arm's length, "and the one is abundant life, if the draught is not over-measured.

But the other is ten thousand times worse than death." "What do you mean ?" cried Amory roughly.