But if such is the case, how do you account for what you and poor Savage saw that night in the Town of the Child?
It was not altogether a phantasy, for the dress you described was the same we saw her wearing at the Feast of the First-fruits." "I don't know what to make of it, Quatermain, except that many strange things happen in the world which we mock at as insults to our limited intelligence because we cannot understand them." (Very soon I was to have another proof of this remark.) "But what are you driving at?
You are keeping something back." "Only this, Ragnall.

If your wife were utterly mad I cannot conceive how it came about that she searched you out and spoke to you even in a vision--for the thing was not an individual dream since both you and Savage saw her.

Nor did she actually visit you in the flesh, as the door never opened and the spider's web across it was not broken.

So it comes to this: either some part of her is not mad but can still exercise sufficient will to project itself upon your senses, or she is dead and her disembodied spirit did this thing.

Now we know that she is not dead, for we have seen her and Harut has confessed as much.