"It is true—as true, as the sun in heaven; as certain as his course through the changeless seasons."
"How? how?" she asked eagerly. "What makes it certain?"
"The certainty of death!" he answered.
"Ah! death, death! that is a mystery indeed. And after that—"
"Everlasting life!"
"Ha! do you believe that too? They tell me all that is a fable, a folly, and a falsehood!"
"Perchance it would be well for them it were so."
"Yes!" she replied. "Yes! But who taught you?"
"Plato! Immortal Plato!"
"Ha! I will read him; I will read Plato."