Speak as though it were the last sentence allowed you.
Explain nothing. Put it there. Say it. Leave.
You have but to know an object by its proper name for it to lose its dangerous magic.
...how could I, fool that I am, go on sitting in my office, or here at home, instead of leaping onto a train with my eyes shut and opening them only when I am with you?
He would like to start from scratch. Where is scratch?
The fear of burglars is not only the fear of being robbed, but also the fear of a sudden and unexpected clutch out of the darkness.