"I do not know. He used to run the Bagaudy, perhaps he now runs the Vagrery, unless he has died the brave death of a brave man. I do not expect to be enlightened upon that until he and I meet again elsewhere—"
"Where?"
"In those mysterious worlds that none knows and that we shall all know—seeing that we shall all continue to live there—"
"You have, then, preserved the faith of our ancestors?"
"My father taught me that to die was to change vestments, because we leave this world to be re-born in yonder ones. Death is but a transformation."
"Is it long since you were separated from your father?"
"Let us drop that subject—it is a sad one. I prefer to keep up a cheerful mood. And yet, I feel drawn towards you, although you are not cheerful—"
"We live in days when, in order to be cheerful, one's soul must be either very weak or very strong."
"Do you think me weak?"