It was their favourite walk.

It was very retired.
'It is very retired,' assented Mr.Crisparkle, laying hold of his opportunity straightway, and walking on with them.

'It is a place of all others where one can speak without interruption, as I wish to do.

Mr.
Neville, I believe you tell your sister everything that passes between us ?' 'Everything, sir.' 'Consequently,' said Mr.Crisparkle, 'your sister is aware that I have repeatedly urged you to make some kind of apology for that unfortunate occurrence which befell on the night of your arrival here.' In saying it he looked to her, and not to him; therefore it was she, and not he, who replied: 'Yes.' 'I call it unfortunate, Miss Helena,' resumed Mr.Crisparkle, 'forasmuch as it certainly has engendered a prejudice against Neville.

There is a notion about, that he is a dangerously passionate fellow, of an uncontrollable and furious temper: he is really avoided as such.' 'I have no doubt he is, poor fellow,' said Helena, with a look of proud compassion at her brother, expressing a deep sense of his being ungenerously treated.