1 'You are afraid, Brittles,' said Mr. Giles.
2 He had not moved; he had been afraid to stir.
3 Oliver was afraid to look at either her or the man.
4 They sat, listening, and afraid to speak, for hours.
5 Don't be afraid, Oliver, you shall come back to us again.
6 It's natural and proper to be afraid, under such circumstances.
7 The two women, who were afraid to stay below, brought up the rear.
8 Not here,' said Nancy hurriedly, 'I am afraid to speak to you here.
9 I told you before,' replied Nancy, 'that I was afraid to speak to you there.
10 'I am not afraid,' said Oliver in a low voice, as he relinquished Mr. Brownlow's hand.
11 I was almost afraid you'd given it up: in which case I should have made a personal wentur.
12 They sat wondering, in silence; or, if they exchanged a few words, spoke in whispers, as if they were afraid to hear the sound of their own voices.
13 She goes abroad to-night,' said Fagin, 'and on the right errand, I'm sure; for she has been alone all day, and the man she is afraid of will not be back much before daybreak.
14 Mr. Bumble, who was ashamed or afraid to lag behind, followed: obviously very ill at ease and with scarcely any of that remarkable dignity which was usually his chief characteristic.
15 There was neither knocker nor bell-handle at the open door where Oliver and his master stopped; so, groping his way cautiously through the dark passage, and bidding Oliver keep close to him and not be afraid the undertaker mounted to the top of the first flight of stairs.