He presented the appearance of a man of intelligence and acumen who is thinking deeply over some matter of vital importance.
"Well, what is it, Louis ?" I asked.

"Are you repenting of your offer already?
Don't you want to take me to this other place ?" "It is not that, monsieur," Louis answered softly, "only I was wondering if I had been a little rash." "Rash ?" I repeated.
Louis nodded his head slowly, but he paused for several moments before speaking.
"I was only wondering," said he, "whether, after all, it would amuse you.

There is nothing to be seen, not so much as here.

Afterwards, perhaps, you might regret--you might think that I had done wrong in not telling you certain things about the place which must remain secret." "We will risk that," I answered, rising.

"Let me come with you and I will judge for myself." Louis followed my example, but I fancied that I still detected a slight unwillingness in his movements.