Now look here," (with a catch in the voice) "you two dear things.

My nerves are all to bits....

I haven't slept properly for nights and nights.
David, dear, if you _must_ talk any more business before you go down to Wales, you must come and see me to-morrow....

Darling mother! I can't _bear_ the thought you may not live to see my happiness." (David discreetly withdraws without a formal good-bye, and as he goes out and the firelight flickers up, sees Armstrong take Honoria in his arms.).