At all events, I hope I have something impressible within me, which feels--deeply feels--the disinterestedness of your painfully laying your inner self bare, as a warning to me.' Mr.Jasper's steadiness of face and figure becomes so marvellous that his breathing seems to have stopped.
'I couldn't fail to notice, Jack, that it cost you a great effort, and that you were very much moved, and very unlike your usual self.

Of course I knew that you were extremely fond of me, but I really was not prepared for your, as I may say, sacrificing yourself to me in that way.' Mr.Jasper, becoming a breathing man again without the smallest stage of transition between the two extreme states, lifts his shoulders, laughs, and waves his right arm.
'No; don't put the sentiment away, Jack; please don't; for I am very much in earnest.

I have no doubt that that unhealthy state of mind which you have so powerfully described is attended with some real suffering, and is hard to bear.

But let me reassure you, Jack, as to the chances of its overcoming me.

I don't think I am in the way of it.