I want to ask you to do me the great favour and service of interposing with your nephew (I have already interposed with Mr.Neville), and getting him to write you a short note, in his lively way, saying that he is willing to shake hands.

I know what a good-natured fellow he is, and what influence you have with him.

And without in the least defending Mr.Neville, we must all admit that he was bitterly stung.' Jasper turned that perplexed face towards the fire.

Mr.Crisparkle continuing to observe it, found it even more perplexing than before, inasmuch as it seemed to denote (which could hardly be) some close internal calculation.
'I know that you are not prepossessed in Mr.Neville's favour,' the Minor Canon was going on, when Jasper stopped him: 'You have cause to say so.

I am not, indeed.' 'Undoubtedly; and I admit his lamentable violence of temper, though I hope he and I will get the better of it between us.