His quiet self-confident manner convinced me that he had already formed a theory which explained all the facts, though what it was I could not for an instant conjecture.
He was very late in returning--so late, that I knew that the concert could not have detained him all the time.

Dinner was on the table before he appeared.
"It was magnificent," he said, as he took his seat.

"Do you remember what Darwin says about music?
He claims that the power of producing and appreciating it existed among the human race long before the power of speech was arrived at.

Perhaps that is why we are so subtly influenced by it.

There are vague memories in our souls of those misty centuries when the world was in its childhood." "That's rather a broad idea," I remarked.
"One's ideas must be as broad as Nature if they are to interpret Nature," he answered.