So I do not deprecate my prospective unique position in Lola Brandt's hagiology.

It was better for her soul that I should occupy it.
Even if I were about to live my normal life out, like any other hearty human, marry and beget children, I doubt whether I should attempt to shake my wife's faith in my heroical qualities.
This was but a fragment of one among countless talks.

Some were lighter in tone, others darker, the mood of man being much like a child's balloon which rises or falls as the strata of air are more rarefied or more dense.

Perhaps during the time of strain, the atmosphere was more often rarefied, and our conversation had the day's depressing incidents for its topics.

We rarely spoke of the dead man.