We fear him no more that we do the night.

It is a thing that comes--a thing that must be." He spoke so softly, and yet with so much conviction, that it seemed hard to answer him.

Penelope, however, was conscious of an almost feverish desire either to contradict him or to prolong the conversation by some means or other.
"Your point of view," she said, "is well enough, Prince, for those who fall in battle, fighting for their country or for a great cause.

Don't you think, though, that the horror of death is a more real thing in a case like this, where a man is killed in cold blood for the sake of robbery, or perhaps revenge ?" "One cannot tell," the Prince answered thoughtfully.

"The battlefields of life are there for every one to cross.