He was not, to all appearance, a very clever man, but there was an honest ring about all he said which made me feel that, had I only known him in the months past I might have been spared many of my follies and troubles.
At last there was a step in the hall outside, and the door opened.

What was our amazement and consternation when we beheld in Edward, the good clergyman's son--Hawkesbury! Our consternation, however, hardly exceeded his, on seeing who his father's visitors were.

And as for the clergyman himself, the sight of our mutual astonishment fairly took him aback.
It was half a minute at least before any one could sufficiently recover his surprise to speak.

During the interval my great fear was how Smith would act.

I knew he detested Hawkesbury, and believed him to be a hypocrite and a deceiver, and I knew too that he was rarely able to contain himself when face to face with the fellow.