7/53 Each minute claims your hands and eyes and brain,--claims you and inspires you. But when the danger's less, and though less still threatens; when you're just this side of safety's frontier and not safe,--indeed, indeed, one should be afraid. A vain spirit of confidence, and the tired head nods, and the blow falls on it from nowhere. Oh, but I have seen examples times out of mind. I beg you, no delay!" The hoofs of the approaching horse sounded ever louder while Wogan spoke; and as he ended, a man rode out from the street into the open space before the inn. |