A sense of destructive power is so expressed in his face, that even Durdles pauses in his munching, and looks at him, with an unmunched something in his cheek.
Meanwhile Mr.Crisparkle and Neville walk to and fro, quietly talking together.

What they say, cannot be heard consecutively; but Mr.Jasper has already distinguished his own name more than once.
'This is the first day of the week,' Mr.Crisparkle can be distinctly heard to observe, as they turn back; 'and the last day of the week is Christmas Eve.' 'You may be certain of me, sir.' The echoes were favourable at those points, but as the two approach, the sound of their talking becomes confused again.

The word 'confidence,' shattered by the echoes, but still capable of being pieced together, is uttered by Mr.Crisparkle.

As they draw still nearer, this fragment of a reply is heard: 'Not deserved yet, but shall be, sir.' As they turn away again, Jasper again hears his own name, in connection with the words from Mr.Crisparkle: 'Remember that I said I answered for you confidently.' Then the sound of their talk becomes confused again; they halting for a little while, and some earnest action on the part of Neville succeeding.
When they move once more, Mr.Crisparkle is seen to look up at the sky, and to point before him.

They then slowly disappear; passing out into the moonlight at the opposite end of the Corner.
It is not until they are gone, that Mr.Jasper moves.