He did not seem to know where he was, and, what was worse, he did not seem to care.

Oscard gave the signal to the bearers, and the march began.

There is something in the spring of human muscles unlike any other motive power; the power of thought may be felt even on the pole of a litter, and one thing that modern invention can never equal is the comfort of being carried on the human shoulder.

The slow swinging movement came to be a part of Jack Meredith's life--indeed, life itself seemed to be nothing but a huge journey thus peacefully accomplished.

Through the flapping curtains an endless procession of trees passed before his half-closed eyes.