Then we looked into each other's eyes.
"I love you," I said.
"I know it," she answered gently.

"You have loved me from the first, have you not?
Even when I lay asleep in the coffin you began to love me, but until you dreamed a certain dream you would not admit it." "Yva, what was the meaning of that dream ?" "I cannot say, Humphrey.

But I tell you this.

As you will learn in time, one spirit may be clothed in different garments of the flesh." I did not understand her, but, in some strange way, her words brought to my mind those that Natalie spoke at the last, and I answered: "Yva, when my wife lay dying she bade me seek her elsewhere, for certainly I should find her.

Doubtless she meant beyond the shores of death--or perhaps she also dreamed." She bent her head, looking at me very strangely.
"Your wife, too, may have had the gift of dreams, Humphrey.