"What would you ask him first, Doctor?" queried the girl as McPherson paused with dramatic effect, awaiting the question.
"First of all," said the doctor, "I shall ask him: 'Peter, in the next world does our work go on just where we left it off here?'"
"Well," returned Peter Grimm thoughtfully, "that question is rather a poser, isn't it?"
"It is a difficult question to answer, I admit," mused McPherson, following what he deemed to be the trend of his own thoughts. "I realise that."
"You heard me?" cried the Dead Man, with sudden excitement. "You heard? Come! We're getting results at last, you and I!"
"Results," murmured the doctor abstractedly, "are——What was I saying? Oh, yes. In the life-to-come, for instance, am I to be a bone-setter and is he to keep on being a tulip man?"
"It stands to reason, Andrew, doesn't it?" suggested Peter Grimm. "What chance would a beginner have with a fellow who knew his business before he was born? Hey?"
With the merrily victorious air that he had ever assumed when he had scored a telling point in their old-time discussions, Peter surveyed the doctor.
"I believe, Katje," mused McPherson after a moment's consideration, "that it is possible to have more than one chance at our life work. It never occurred to me before, but——"
"There!" exclaimed the Dead Man. "You caught that! Now, why can't you get that message about Kathrien's marriage? Try, man! Try!"