"All that time, life kept putting its face around the door, but never came into the room." When Angel learnt her days were numbered, she viewed a frosted landscape that chilled more than blood and bone. To tell Jude would put a false complexion on their life together. Immersed in the precarious expansion of his business, he little suspected the true cause of her failing health and changed outlook. Events were only too ready to conspire in her silence. The dilemma swiftly wove its web of misunderstanding which prompted Jude's infidelity and Angel's poignant rapport with 'the bookseller of Glenfinnie', reaching a crisis where Jude's own life was imperilled. She was to make an inner journey of discovery, seeing in her condition some analogy with the global unrest of our times. This is a story which prompts haunting reflection on the mystical nature of human 'presence'. Were Life and Death two sides of the same coin?