Without unduly exaggerating the danger, Mr Verloc tried to bring it clearly before his wife's mind.

He repeated that he had no intention to let the revolutionists do away with him.
He looked straight into his wife's eyes.

The enlarged pupils of the woman received his stare into their unfathomable depths.
"I am too fond of you for that," he said, with a little nervous laugh.
A faint flush coloured Mrs Verloc's ghastly and motionless face.

Having done with the visions of the past, she had not only heard, but had also understood the words uttered by her husband.

By their extreme disaccord with her mental condition these words produced on her a slightly suffocating effect.