They had been opposite types the moment before, but now their lips parted in the same thirsty eagerness.
"If she were dead," said McTee almost reverently, "the sight of that would bring her back to life." "McTee, you're a worthy lad.

They've told me lies about you.

Indeed it would bring her back to life! It must be so! And yet--" Sudden melancholy fell on him as they returned to the other room and sat down.
"Yet I think night and day of what an old devil of a black magician told me in the Solomon Islands.

He said I and my gold should burn together.

I laughed at him and told him I could not die on dry land.