I like to think of goodness as the shadow of evil through life, the shadow that, at death, or perhaps long after death, becomes the substance." "You think we cannot kill the good that is in us ?" "Not quite.

But I think we can go near to killing it, so near that it will take longer to recover and to be itself again, longer far than the most relapsing typhoid patient." "And have you other reasons for your belief ?" "Perhaps.

But some of them are difficult to define, and would carry no conviction to any one but myself.

There is one in this very room with us." Julian glanced up, surprised.
"What is that, doctor ?" he said.
"You ought to know better than I," Levillier answered.
He was looking at Valentine, who, apparently quite unconscious of their presence, was still playing rather softly.

Julian followed his eyes.
The light in the room was dim, a carefully manufactured twilight.