“«I did not say she was alive, my child; I did not think it. I go no further than to say that she might be Un-Dead.»
«Un-Dead! Not alive! What do you mean? Is this all a nightmare, or what is it?» «There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
Believe me, we are now on the verge of one. But I have not done. May I cut off the head of dead Miss Lucy?»
«Heavens and earth, no!» cried Arthur in a storm of passion. «Not for the wide world will I consent to any mutilation of her dead body.”