Moreover, what seems to be death may not be death, only another form of sleep from which the I awakes again upon the world.
But at last comes the real death, when the I is extinguished to the world.

That much I know, because my people learned it." "You mean, you know that men and women may live again and again upon the world ?" "Yes, Humphrey, I do.

For in the world there is only a certain store of life which in many forms travels on and on, till the lot of each I is fulfilled.

Then comes the real death, and after that--what, oh!--what ?" "You must ask Bastin," I said humbly.

"I cannot dare to teach of such matters." "No, but you can and do believe, and that helps me, Humphrey, who am in tune with you.