"What is it, my dear lady?"
"No, not now," she replied; "but when you come again. You must help me—if you believe it to be right to do so."
"Of course."
"Because you, I know, think in many particulars as Atlung does. He will listen to you."
"Do you think so?"
"He will not listen to me, at all events."
"Did you ever make an effort to be heard?"
"No, that would be the worst thing I could do. With Atlung everything must come as by chance."
"But, dear me! I noticed that on the whole you seemed to hold most blessed relations with each other."
"Yes, to be sure we do! We often amuse ourselves exceedingly well together."