What had he done, with all his toil and pains?
He had gathered a multitude of riches.

Well, and then?
Then,--why then, and now, he had found riches but vain getting.

Life and Death were still, as they have always been, the two supreme Facts of the universe.

Life, as ever, asserted itself with an insistence demanding something far more enduring than the mere possession of gold, and the power which gold brings.

And Death presented its unwelcome aspect in the same perpetual way as the Last Recorder who, at the end of the day, closes up accounts with a sum-total paid exactly in proportion to the work done.