"Yes. Surely."
"Do you think we can be reassured about the dead--all the dead--and
ourselves when we die?"
"Yes, I do. Very safe, very sure."
"Well, I think so this morning."
They walked by the marigolds and larkspur. "Where do you meet the dead?
In this space?" He indicated it with a wide gesture.
"No. In space that permeates this space. In added space. When and where
we make space. Though I think," said Marget, "that one day the edges
will have so flowed together that we shall say 'in this space.'"
"You and Richard Linden both have that assurance?"
"Yes. Many have it now." She added, "I think, perhaps, that it is more
easily felt in some places than in others."