Then happened a curious thing, at least to me.

I asked Grant how he knew so well, if even his wife, who, being a woman and fair to look upon, would be naturally apprehensive of any change in aspect, could not tell if a gray hair had come, and he but laughed at me.

"Come here, Jean," he said.
She came and stood, beside him, close to me.
"Alf," said he, "I have a vast opinion of you, but there are some things I imagine you do not comprehend.

You should have blended your life with that of some such creature as this, and you would have developed a new faculty.

Now I close my eyes.