"What? Are things thrown about?"
"Please don't laugh at it, Mr. Baxter. I am quite serious."
"Well—what kind do you mean?"
Again she paused.
"It's very awful," she said; "but, you know, people's nerves do break down entirely sometimes, even though they're not in the least afraid. I saw a case once—"
She stopped.
"Yes?"
"It—it was a very awful case. A girl—a sensitive—broke down altogether under the strain. She's in an asylum."
"I don't think that's likely for me," said Laurie, with a touch of humor in his voice. "And, after all, you run these risks, don't you—and Mrs. Stapleton?"
"Yes; but you see we're not sensitives. And even I—"