We will try if we can find out what it means, together." They returned to the shady solitude under the trees.

Away, in front of the house, the distant grating of carriage wheels told of the arrival of Miss Ladd's guests, and of the speedy beginning of the ceremonies of the day.
"We must help each other," Alban resumed.
"When we first spoke of Mrs.Rook, you mentioned Miss Cecilia Wyvil as a person who knew something about her.

Have you any objection to tell me what you may have heard in that way ?" In complying with his request Emily necessarily repeated what Cecilia had told Francine, when the two girls had met that morning in the garden.
Alban now knew how Emily had obtained employment as Sir Jervis's secretary; how Mr.and Mrs.Rook had been previously known to Cecilia's father as respectable people keeping an inn in his own neighborhood; and, finally, how they had been obliged to begin life again in domestic service, because the terrible event of a murder had given the inn a bad name, and had driven away the customers on whose encouragement their business depended.
Listening in silence, Alban remained silent when Emily's narrative had come to an end.
"Have you nothing to say to me ?" she asked.
"I am thinking over what I have just heard," he answered.
Emily noticed a certain formality in his tone and manner, which disagreeably surprised her.

He seemed to have made his reply as a mere concession to politeness, while he was thinking of something else which really interested him.
"Have I disappointed you in any way ?" she asked.
"On the contrary, you have interested me.

I want to be quite sure that I remember exactly what you have said.