But don't worry." "I've faith in you.

I'll not worry until after four days.

Only--because you mightn't come--I must tell you--" She lost her voice.

Her pale face, her great, glowing, earnest eyes, seemed to stand alone out of the gloom of the gorge.

The dog whined, breaking the silence.
"I must tell you--because you mightn't come back," she whispered.