For the first time he began to have vague doubts concerning this young lady.

Everything about her had been so strange: her quiet entrance into the carriage, her unusual manner of talking, and finally this last passionate, inexplicable appeal.
"I am afraid," he said at last, "I don't quite understand.

You say the poor fellow has taken a fancy to the place and likes being there.

Well, it isn't much of a catch for me, anyway.

I'm rather a wanderer, and I dare say I shan't be back in these parts again for years.