"It's the only reality we have, our brains and bodies and senses to measure by."
Mrs. Welles shook her head. "No. Our brains and bodies and senses are not the ultimate reality. It is something else, something almost impossible to put into words, something you must feel."
"But how can you feel without your body?"
"By leaving your body behind and going into Silence. Then you Know. You Feel it, you See it, you Touch it."
On the last words, Hilda came in, fresh and gay from a walk with Rogie.
"Touch what?"
"Peace and reality," Anne said with a faint smile.
Hilda looked puzzled.
"We were talking of faith," Charlotte explained, "and the absolute certainty you get in Silence."
"Oh, yes," Hilda nodded. "Just getting away from a racket does help. Why, I used to feel sometimes when the children were small, and it rained so they had to play in the house, that I'd go frantic with them tearing round getting in my way, when I had a lot to do. I broke down once and the doctor told me to take things easier, so after that I used to go into my own room with a novel every day for an hour and lock the door. It helped a lot."