But Monsieur Louis said 'No!' He loves the Continent.

He loves London.

He will not go so far away." "Monsieur Louis has perhaps, too, other ties here," I remarked dryly.
She looked at me across the table meaningly.
"Ah!" she said, "Louis--he does interest himself in many things.

He and my uncle always have had much to say to one another.

What it is all about I do not know, but I heard my uncle say once that Louis very soon would be as rich as he himself." "Tell me how long you thought of staying in London ?" I asked.
"It is not sure," she answered.