"There are many risks attached to it." Sara experienced a revulsion of feeling; she had not expected Elisabeth to be of the fearful type of woman.

Women of splendid physique and abounding vitality are rarely obsessed by craven apprehensions.
"I don't think the risks would count with Tim," she said warmly.

"He has any amount of pluck." And then she stared at Elisabeth in amazement.
A sudden haggardness had overspread the elder woman's face, the faint shell-pink that usually flushed her cheeks draining away and leaving them milk-white.
"Yes," she replied in stifled tones.

"I don't suppose Tim's a coward.
But"-- more lightly--"I think I am.

I--don't think I care for the Army as a profession.