I am beginning to be sick of this.

It's so awfully dark, and whenever I do hear a step, I think somebody is coming to rob us.

Let us get on a bit." "What the deuce are you afraid of ?" said Everett.

They had then come up the greater part of the length of the Birdcage Walk, and the lights at Storey's Gate were just visible, but the road on which they were then walking was very dark.

The trees were black over their head, and not a step was heard near them.