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`` No , '' answered Rachel ; `` but , Mother , whither go we ? '' `` We go to the Land , of Death . Come , then , the moment is at hand . It is hard on midnight . See , yonder star stands above the holy Tree , '' and she pointed to a bright orb that hung almost over the topmost bough of the cedar , `` it marks thy road , and if thou wouldst pass it , now is the hour . '' `` Mother , '' asked Noie , `` may I come with her ? I also have my dead , and where my Sister goes I follow . ''