1 I dared not ask the fatal question, but I was known, and the officer guessed the cause of my visit.
2 My haggard and wild appearance awoke intense alarm, but I answered no question, scarcely did I speak.
3 Agatha asked a question, to which the stranger only replied by pronouncing, in a sweet accent, the name of Felix.
4 He asked me several questions concerning my progress in the different branches of science appertaining to natural philosophy.
5 This aroused the stranger's attention, and he asked a multitude of questions concerning the route which the demon, as he called him, had pursued.
6 That she had been bewildered when questioned by the market-woman was not surprising, since she had passed a sleepless night and the fate of poor William was yet uncertain.
7 I looked towards its completion with a tremulous and eager hope, which I dared not trust myself to question but which was intermixed with obscure forebodings of evil that made my heart sicken in my bosom.
8 When my guest was a little recovered I had great trouble to keep off the men, who wished to ask him a thousand questions; but I would not allow him to be tormented by their idle curiosity, in a state of body and mind whose restoration evidently depended upon entire repose.
9 You may conceive my astonishment on hearing such a question addressed to me from a man on the brink of destruction and to whom I should have supposed that my vessel would have been a resource which he would not have exchanged for the most precious wealth the earth can afford.