"He is better where he is," said Dick, cynically. "I knew him--did you?"
"I had not the privilege. In life we never met."
"But you take it very much to heart. Why?"
"My heart is large; it bleeds for all." He laid his hand upon the shoulder of Mrs. Death, and repeated, "It bleeds for all."
"More enigmas--more platitudes," said Dick, scornfully.
Dr. Vinsen looked at him with a pitying smile. "I fear I do not find favour in your eyes."
"To speak plainly, you do not."
"To speak plainly is commendable. But give a reason for it."
"I cannot. You have a scientist for a friend."
"Dr. Pye? Yes."