Hopes have been dashed. The market had taken off very quickly. This has cooled investors' sentiment.

The war dashed all hopes that came with independence.

When something like this happens, you get your hopes up and they just get dashed.

I sense that the road to Heaven is paved with dashed hopes.

But I hate being a grandfather. It's indecent. In my mind's eye, I'm still twenty-five. Thirty-three max. Certainly not sixty-seven, reeking of decay and dashed hopes. My breath sour. My limbs in dire need of a lube job. And now that I've been blessed with a plastic hip-socket replacement, I'm no longer even biodegradable. Environmentalists will protest my burial.

We're in a skittish market and the last thing you want to do is surprise investors.