As to his expression, he was too thatched with hair to show one, but his large black eyes looked with a sinister questioning from me to the others.

If they were the judge and jury, it was clear who was to be executioner.
'Whence did he come?
What is his business?
How came he to know the hiding-place ?' asked the thin man.
'When he first came I mistook him for you in the darkness,' Lesage answered.

'You will acknowledge that it was not a night on which one would expect to meet many people in the salt-marsh.

On discovering my mistake I shut the door and concealed the papers in the chimney.

I had forgotten that he might see me do this through that crack by the hinges, but when I went out again, to show him his way and so get rid of him, my eye caught the gap, and I at once realised that he had seen my action, and that it must have aroused his curiosity to such an extent that it would be quite certain that he would think and speak of it.