The risk is too frightful.

He will go away, whoever it is, if no one answers.' Both were shaking in the second stage of terror.

Bevis put his arm about Monica, and felt her heart give great throbs against his own.
Their passion for the moment was effectually quenched.
'Listen! That's the clink of the letter-box.

A card or something has been put in.

Then it's all right.