As I have said, I watched its disappearance idly, reflecting that I should never look upon its like again; also that it was something well worth going forth to see.

Then I became aware that the humming, howling din had decreased sufficiently to enable me to hear human voices without effort.
Bastin was addressing Bickley--like myself they were both upon the ground.
"Her translation, as you may have noticed, Bickley, if you were not too frightened, was really very remarkable.

No doubt it will have reminded you, as it did me, of that of Elijah.

She had exactly the appearance of a person going up to Heaven in a vehicle of fire.

The destination was certainly the same, and even the cloak she wore added a familiar touch and increased the similarity." "At any rate it did not fall upon you," answered Bickley with something like a sob, in a voice of mingled awe and exasperation.