Was this something less inevitable--something more personal?
She wondered what would be best to say.
"Even older people lose their nerve sometimes," she decided on at last.
"When you said that work was the greatest help you were right.

Work--and as much sleep as one can get, and walking and fresh air.

And we must help each other--old and young.

I want you to help _me_, child.

I need you." Robin stood up and steadied herself somehow.