I hope there was nothing in my way of speaking that made you think otherwise ?' 'Nothing at all.

I couldn't help wondering what it meant.

You seemed perfectly in earnest, yet such talk had the oddest sound on your lips--to me, I mean.

Of course I thought of you as I used to know you.' 'Naturally.' Peak was now in an attitude of repose, his legs crossed, thumb and forefinger stroking his chin.

'I couldn't very well turn aside to comment on my own mental history.' Here again was the note of something like genial condescension.
Buckland seemed sensible of it, and slightly raised his eyebrows.
'I am to understand that you have become strictly orthodox in matters of religious faith ?' 'The proof is,' replied Godwin, 'that I hope before long to take Orders.' Again there was silence, and again the sea-breath made its whispering in the pines.