People nowadays haven't time to draw a comfortable breath.

Suppose we should run off the track!" Carley had no fear of express trains, or motor cars, or transatlantic liners; in fact, she prided herself in not being afraid of anything.
But she wondered if this was not the false courage of association with a crowd.

Before this enterprise at hand she could not remember anything she had undertaken alone.

Her thrills seemed to be in abeyance to the end of her journey.

That night her sleep was permeated with the steady low whirring of the wheels.