But I think that we should love the dead all the better, not the less, because they cannot speak or say that they are angry; and perhaps one pains them very much when one neglects them, and if they are ever so sad, they cannot rise and rebuke one--that is why I would rather forget the flowers for the Church than I would the flowers for his grave, because God can punish me, of course, if he like, but Antoine never can--any more--now." "You are logical in your sentiment, my dear," said Flamen, who was more moved than he cared to feel.

"The union is a rare one in your sex.

Who taught you to reason ?" "No one.

And I do not know what to be logical means.

Is it that you laugh at me ?" "No.