"Let us assume it to be so.

How does this idea strike you ?" Again she smiled at me, that adorable, dimpling, tender, mischievous, motherly smile of hers.

"Shall I be quite, quite honest ?" "You couldn't be anything else," I said, half gladly and half a little sorry.

The transparent honesty of these women was a never-ending astonishment to me.
"It seems to me a singularly foolish idea," she said calmly.

"And if true, most disagreeable." Now I had always accepted the doctrine of personal immortality as a thing established.