Somehow or other, though, I seem to have lost my sense of perspective.

A greater fear has come into my heart, Maggie." She rose to her feet and laid her hands upon his shoulders.
"Nigel," she whispered, "I cannot answer you.

I cannot say what you would like me to say, although, on the other hand, there is no surety of what you seem to fear.

I am going to bed.

I am very tired." A feeble shaft of sunlight stole into the room, flickered and passed away, then suddenly reappeared.