There was no fear of her doing anything that was rash.
"Nay," she said with a slight attempt at cheerfulness, "that I can faithfully promise you.

I would not jeopardise my husband's life, nor yet his plans, by speaking to him before strangers.

Have no fear, I will watch my opportunity, and serve him in the manner I think he needs it most." Brogard had come down the steps again, and Marguerite was ready to go up to her safe retreat.
"I dare not kiss your hand, madam," said Sir Andrew, as she began to mount the steps, "since I am your lacquey, but I pray you be of good cheer.

If I do not come across Blakeney in half an hour, I shall return, expecting to find him here." "Yes, that will be best.

We can afford to wait for half an hour.
Chauvelin cannot possibly be here before that.