They were back in the desert again, and the way to the tree of life was barred.
Perhaps it was natural that she should turn to Tessa for consolation and distraction.

The child was original in all her ways.

Her ideas of death were wholly devoid of tragedy, and she was too accustomed to her father's absence to feel any actual sense of loss.
"Do you think Daddy likes Heaven ?" she said to Stella one day.

"I hope Mother will be quick and go there too.

It would be better for her than staying behind with the Rajah.