You only dare to doubt as you must sometimes face the fear of death.
"I wish next October were here," said Jenny, artlessly; "it seems such a long time to wait to see her again." Did Theophil wish the same?
He hardly knew.
"Distance is such a silly thing," went on Jenny.

"It seems to have been invented just to separate those who want to be together.

It seems so arbitrary, so unnecessary." "I suppose death is a form of distance," said Theophil, irrelevantly.
"Life too, I'm afraid," said Jenny.
"Yes, indeed, life too," assented Theophil, dreamily.
"If I were to die," said Jenny, suddenly, "would you still do what we said ?" "Why do you ask that, dear?
You're a very serious little woman this morning.

Of course I would.

You know.