But the time must come.

Ah, after this life, what then?
To be remembered.

But what serves this purpose?
A perpetuation of our interests.

After you, your son--the man dies, but the name lives.

No one of any sensibility can look calmly on the extinction of his name." He arose with a new ease, and with a vigor that had long been absent from his step, paced up and down the room.