May God bless our endeavours!' They were now standing at his house-door, and a cheerful sound of voices and laughter was heard within.
'We will take one more turn before going in,' said Mr.Crisparkle, 'for I want to ask you a question.

When you said you were in a changed mind concerning me, you spoke, not only for yourself, but for your sister too ?' 'Undoubtedly I did, sir.' 'Excuse me, Mr.Neville, but I think you have had no opportunity of communicating with your sister, since I met you.

Mr.Honeythunder was very eloquent; but perhaps I may venture to say, without ill-nature, that he rather monopolised the occasion.

May you not have answered for your sister without sufficient warrant ?' Neville shook his head with a proud smile.
'You don't know, sir, yet, what a complete understanding can exist between my sister and me, though no spoken word--perhaps hardly as much as a look--may have passed between us.

She not only feels as I have described, but she very well knows that I am taking this opportunity of speaking to you, both for her and for myself.' Mr.Crisparkle looked in his face, with some incredulity; but his face expressed such absolute and firm conviction of the truth of what he said, that Mr.Crisparkle looked at the pavement, and mused, until they came to his door again.
'I will ask for one more turn, sir, this time,' said the young man, with a rather heightened colour rising in his face.