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The pale cheek beside him flushed under the comparison, and the hint implied in it. 'I will do all I can to imitate her, said Neville. 'Do so, and be a truly brave man, as she is a truly brave woman, answered Mr. Crisparkle stoutly. 'It is growing dark. Will you go my way with me, when it is quite dark? Mind! it is not I who wait for darkness.

There was that in her tone which broke the good Minor Canon's voice, or it would have repudiated her exaltation of him. As it was, he laid a finger on his lips, and looked towards her brother. 'To say that I give both pledges, Mr. Crisparkle, out of my innermost heart, and to say that there is no treachery in it, is to say nothing! Thus Neville, greatly moved.

My dear boy was not in his usual spirits; he was depressed- -I noticed that and I am bound henceforth to dwell upon the circumstance the more, now that I know there was a special reason for his being depressed: a reason, moreover, which may possibly have induced him to absent himself. 'I pray to Heaven it may turn out so! exclaimed Mr. Crisparkle.

The rooms were sparely furnished, but with good store of books. Everything expressed the abode of a poor student. That Mr. Crisparkle had been either chooser, lender, or donor of the books, or that he combined the three characters, might have been easily seen in the friendly beam of his eyes upon them as he entered. 'How goes it, Neville? 'I am in good heart, Mr. Crisparkle, and working away.

'This is better, says Mr. Crisparkle, stopping at the steps of his own door to shake hands, 'than I could have hoped. 'Why, naturally, returns Jasper. 'You had but little reason to hope that I should become more like yourself. You are always training yourself to be, mind and body, as clear as crystal, and you always are, and never change; whereas I am a muddy, solitary, moping weed.

That's well observed; for I have. 'Then stick to it, my good fellow, says Mr. Crisparkle, clapping him on the shoulder with friendly encouragement, 'stick to it. 'I will. 'I congratulate you, Mr. Crisparkle pursues, as they come out of the Cathedral, 'on all accounts. 'Thank you again.

Crisparkle, Minor Canon, fair and rosy, and perpetually pitching himself head-foremost into all the deep running water in the surrounding country; Mr. Crisparkle, Minor Canon, early riser, musical, classical, cheerful, kind, good-natured, social, contented, and boy-like; Mr. 'Sorry to hear from Tope that you have not been well, Jasper. 'O, it was nothing, nothing! 'You look a little worn.

Honeythunder, turning his chair half round towards him when they were alone, and squaring his arms with his hands on his knees, and his brows knitted, as if he added, I am going to make short work of YOU: 'Now, Mr. Crisparkle, we entertain different views, you and I, sir, of the sanctity of human life. 'Do we? returned the Minor Canon. 'We do, sir?

No discovery being made, which proved the lost man to be dead, it at length became necessary to release the person suspected of having made away with him. Neville was set at large. Then, a consequence ensued which Mr. Crisparkle had too well foreseen. Neville must leave the place, for the place shunned him and cast him out.

My sister would have let him tear her to pieces, before she would have let him believe that he could make her shed a tear. Mr. Crisparkle reviewed those mental notes of his, and was neither at all surprised to hear it, nor at all disposed to question it.

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