I said it right out loud just like that, and it was just as though something in me had spoken. I got my journal and wrote down, ‘Yet in a few days, and thee, the all-beholding sun shall see no more.’ It’s from ‘Thanatopsis,’ you know, and I thought how beautiful it would be to leave all this world, and soar and soar, right up to higher planes and be at peace. Laura, dearest, do you think I ever ought to marry?”

“Why not, girlie? Why shouldn’t you marry. Of course you’ll marry some day, if you find⁠—”

“I should like to be a nun,” Page interrupted, shaking her head, mournfully.

“⁠—if you find the man who loves you,” continued Laura, “and whom you⁠—you admire and respect⁠—whom you love. What would you say, honey, if⁠—if your sister, if I should be married some of these days?”

Page wheeled about in her chair.