To kill you would not serve you," answered Eve.

"But indeed he cannot! no one can kill you but the Shadow; and whom he kills never knows she is dead, but lives to do his will, and thinks she is doing her own." "Show me then to my grave; I am so weary I can live no longer.

I must go to the Shadow--yet I would not!" She did not, could not understand! She struggled to rise, but fell at the feet of Eve.

The Mother lifted, and carried her inward.
I followed Adam and Mara and the children into the chamber of death.

We passed Eve with Lilith in her arms, and went farther in.
"You shall not go to the Shadow," I heard Eve say, as we passed them.
"Even now is his head under my heel!" The dim light in Adam's hand glimmered on the sleeping faces, and as he went on, the darkness closed over them.