After the conversation with Zee just recorded, I fell into a profound melancholy.

The curious interest with which I had hitherto examined the life and habits of this marvellous community was at an end.

I could not banish from my mind the consciousness that I was among a people who, however kind and courteous, could destroy me at any moment without scruple or compunction.

The virtuous and peaceful life of the people which, while new to me, had seemed so holy a contrast to the contentions, the passions, the vices of the upper world, now began to oppress me with a sense of dulness and monotony.

Even the serene tranquility of the lustrous air preyed on my spirits.