I hope it is." De Chauxville looked uneasy.

His was a ready wit, and fear was the only feeling that paralyzed it.

Etta looked at him.

Was his wit going to desert him now when he most needed it?
He had ridden boldly into the lion's den.

Such a proceeding requires a certain courage, but a higher form of intrepidity is required to face the lion standing before the exit.
De Chauxville looked at Steinmetz with shifty eyes.