I have a great deal to say, and I can't speak here.

Will you come round into Walcot Square ?--it'll be quieter.' She said nothing, but walked beside him.

It was a new and strange sensation to be thus accompanying Ackroyd.
She was conscious that her pulses quickened.

They went on in silence till they reached the spot which Luke had mentioned, an irregular little square, without traffic, dark.
'I don't know how to begin to tell you, Miss Trent,' Ackroyd said, when he stopped and turned towards her.

'It's your sister I have to speak about.' She had foreseen truly.