They both stood silent for a minute, as if some third presence had arrested them,--for Deronda, too, was under that sense of pressure which is apt to come when our own winged words seem to be hovering around us,--till Gwendolen began again,

They both stood silent for a minute, as if some third presence had halted them - for Deronda, too, was under that sense of pressure which comes when our own winged words seem to be hovering around us - till Gwendolen began again.
