"No, no, no, don't you be afraid for me," he returned affectionately. "You're a dear, good, wise, quiet, blessed girl; but you have your prepossessions. So I come round to John Jarndyce. I tell you, my good Esther, when he and I were on those terms which he found so convenient, we were not on natural terms."

"No, no, don't you be afraid for me," he returned affectionately. "You're a dear, good, blessed girl; but I tell you, my good Esther, when John Jarndyce and I were on those terms which he found so convenient, we were not on natural terms."
