She supplied me with sensible reasons for our expedition.

She delighted me, and yet I was angry with her.

Now and then I felt I ought to break out into a passion, but she took no notice and went on her way as methodically as ever.
Finally the last strap was buckled; I came downstairs.

All that day the philosophical instrument makers and the electricians kept coming and going.

Martha was distracted.
"Is master mad ?" she asked.
I nodded my head.
"And is he going to take you with him ?" I nodded again.
"Where to ?" I pointed with my finger downward.
"Down into the cellar ?" cried the old servant.
"No," I said.