“But very possible.”
She became suddenly aware of the intensity of his expression. The sinews of his close-shut hands showed white, and in his eyes burnt a strange fire. An odd fear seized her, and to cover her nervousness she quoted at random.
“Don’t you remember the Browning lines:
“ ‘Some with lives that came to nothing,
Some with deeds as well undone,
Death came tacitly and took them where they never see the sun.’ ”
He seized on the purport of a single line, and said:
“Isn’t the alternative better, perhaps, than this?”
“Death?” she queried.
“ ‘Some with deeds as well undone.’ ”