I nodded my head, not caring twopence what happened to Bickley's partners or their business, or to my own property, or to anything else.

When death is at hand most of us do not think much of such things because then we realise how small they are.

Indeed I was wondering whether within a few minutes or hours I should or should not see Natalie again, and if this were the end to which she had seemed to beckon me in that dream.
On we sped, and on.

About four in the afternoon we heard sounds from Bastin's cabin which faintly reminded me of some tune.

I crept to the door and listened.