The God of my belief is too good not to make Himself known to a man who loves what is fair and honest, as you do." The doctor was silent.
While they were talking thus, two ladies had left the others and now approached them--Mrs.Wingfold and Miss Meredith.

They had heard the last few sentences, and seeing two clergymen against one infidel, hastened with the generosity of women to render him what aid they might.
"I am sure Mr.Faber is honest," said Helen.
"That is much to say for any man," returned the curate.
"If any man is, then," adjected Juliet.
"That is a great _If_," rejoined Wingfold."-- Are _you_ honest, Helen ?" he added, turning to his wife.
"No," she answered; "but I am honester than I was a year ago." "So am I," said her husband; "and I hope to be honester yet before another is over.

It's a big thing to say, _I am honest_." Juliet was silent, and Helen, who was much interested with her, turned to see how she was taking it.

Her lips were as white as her face.

Helen attributed the change to anger, and was silent also.