Ten minutes were enough to certify that.

His tone, his expressions, his choice of subject, his knowing where to stop; it was all the operation of a sensible, discerning mind.

As soon as he could, he began to talk to her of Lyme, wanting to compare opinions respecting the place, but especially wanting to speak of the circumstance of their happening to be guests in the same inn at the same time; to give his own route, understand something of hers, and regret that he should have lost such an opportunity of paying his respects to her.

She gave him a short account of her party and business at Lyme.

His regret increased as he listened.