"I think," said the Pilgrim, "that yesterday is the other side; there is
no yesterday here."

He looked at her with the keen look he had, to understand her the
better; and then he said--

"No division of time! I think that must be monotonous. It will be
strange to have no night; but I suppose one gets used to everything. I
hope though there is something to do. I have always lived a very busy
life. Perhaps this is just a little pause before we go--to be--to
have--to get our--appointed place."

He had an uneasy look as he said this, and looked at her with an anxious
curiosity, which the little Pilgrim did not understand.

"I do not know," she said softly, shaking her head. "I have so little
experience. I have not been told of an appointed place."

The man looked at her very strangely.

"I did not think," he said, "that I should have found such ignorance
here. Is it not well known that we must all appear before the judgment
seat of God?"

These words seemed to cause a trembling in the still air, and the woman
on the other side raised herself suddenly up, clasping her hands: and
some of those who had just entered heard the words, and came and crowded
about the little Pilgrim, some standing, some falling down upon their
knees, all with their faces turned towards her. She who had always been