She had visited them herself, and told her husband, who had guided her, that there was nothing to see.

That, we thought, proved nothing against the glacieres, and her dulness of appreciation we were willing to accept without further proof than her personal appearance.

Besides, to go to the source, and not to Arc, would mean dining with her; so that she was not an impartial adviser.
M.Paget was a short square man, of very few words, and his one object in life seemed to be to save his black horse as much as possible; a very creditable object in itself, so long as he did not go too far in his endeavours to accomplish it.

On the present occasion he certainly did go too far.

The road was quite as good as that which we had left, and there was no reason in the world why the carriage should not have taken us to the village.