Oh! Lady Death, I have a question for thee.
I could not help but go back to your narrative while reading along the pages of the doctors.
The mention of the divine proportions, if I recall correctly, are what led me straight to you! Oh, pray tell, could this so called “Proportion” (97) and “Conversion” (97) have anything at all to do with the Sun and the Moon within your realms, perhaps? What say you?
And what gives this Sir William such a goddess, as called by Woolf. What can this mean?
I do believe Sir William and Dr. Holmes knew a great deal more than the first doctor, who went about saying there was nothing the matter with Septimus at all! Nothing the matter? The fellow has jumped from a window. To think there was nothing the matter, how cruel, how wrong, indeed!
Poor soldier, how it grieves me to hear that he has fallen. I was surprised to read from you, Life in Death Lady that you did not see it coming, for how we had read the lines that he would come to harm himself over and over a bit.
Could this event be what Clarissa sensed in the morning? “Standing there at the open window, that something awful was about to happen;” (3) Did she had a brief premonition of Septimus’ death? Was it you she tasted for a mere second?

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