"You're not a Christian.

You've never thought what you are .-- And there are lots of other questions," she continued, "though perhaps we can't ask them yet." Although they had talked so freely they were all uncomfortably conscious that they really knew nothing about each other.
"The important questions," Hewet pondered, "the really interesting ones.
I doubt that one ever does ask them." Rachel, who was slow to accept the fact that only a very few things can be said even by people who know each other well, insisted on knowing what he meant.
"Whether we've ever been in love ?" she enquired.

"Is that the kind of question you mean ?" Again Helen laughed at her, benignantly strewing her with handfuls of the long tasselled grass, for she was so brave and so foolish.
"Oh, Rachel," she cried.

"It's like having a puppy in the house having you with one--a puppy that brings one's underclothes down into the hall." But again the sunny earth in front of them was crossed by fantastic wavering figures, the shadows of men and women.
"There they are!" exclaimed Mrs.Elliot.There was a touch of peevishness in her voice.

"And we've had _such_ a hunt to find you.