Karl Gjellerup,
Minna — BOOK II
“ Minna drew closer to me and pressed my arm. "I hope a collision will not take place." "Surely not!" I assured her. But why, I asked myself, should this little steamer not be run down? One drowns as easily in the middle of the Elbe as in the Atlantic. This feeling of danger united us more closely than all the dreams of the future. But the same mist that had created the danger soon dispelled it by chilling us through and through. Fear of colds and coughs drowned the romantic terror, and with it the hope of being united in a sudden death. ”
