At present, well--just that word, if you please ?" Mr.Dunster shook his head.
"No," he decided, "I do not think so.

I cannot make up my mind to tell you that word." Mr.Fentolin gave no sign of annoyance or even disappointment.

He simply sighed.

His eyes were full of a gentle sympathy, his face indicated a certain amount of concern.
"You distress me," he declared.

"Perhaps it is my fault.