"Ye're to dress yoursel', B14, and come along with me."
CHAPTER XXVII SHE BEING DEAD YET SPEAKETH
The dead abide with us! Though stark and cold
Earth seems to grip them, they are with us still.
They have forged our chains of being for good or ill;
And their invisible hands these hands yet hold.
The Dead.
"Yes, Mackenzie? What now?"