Do not check yourself.

Tell me whatever you like." They were now on the second floor, and the appearance of a housemaid prevented any farther conversation.

For Fanny's present comfort it was concluded, perhaps, at the happiest moment: had he been able to talk another five minutes, there is no saying that he might not have talked away all Miss Crawford's faults and his own despondence.

But as it was, they parted with looks on his side of grateful affection, and with some very precious sensations on hers.

She had felt nothing like it for hours.