"Well w when I had been dead about thirty years I begun to get a little anxious. Mind you had been whizzing through space all that time like a co­met. Like a comet! Why Peters I laid over the lot of them! Of course there warn't any of them going my way as a steady thing you know because they travel in a long circle like the loop of a lasso whe­reas I was pointed as straight as a dart for the He­reafter; but I happened on one every now and then that was going my way for an hour or so and then we had a bit of a brush together. But it was gene­rally pretty one-sided because I sailed by them the same as if they were standing still. An ordinary comet don't make more than about 200000 miles a minute."