I folded her in my arms, and knew that I lived indeed. The candle came floating toward us through the dark, and in a few moments Adam and Eve and Mara were with us. He embraced Lona his child, put an arm around me, looked a moment or two inquiringly at the princess, and patted the head of the leopardess. Once dying as we die here, all the dying is over. Now you have only to live, and that you must, with all your blessed might.
Pure life has no weakness to grow weary withal.
Between us no farewell is possible. For an instant that awful dream of desolation overshadowed me, and I turned aside. The hour of our departure was at hand. She turned and laid her hand in mine. I kneeled and humbly thanked the three for helping me to die.