I had nothing to say. At least I had nothing in my mind that I could say. I had an undefined impression that it might have been better if we had had some other inmate, but I could hardly have explained why even to myself. Or, if to myself, certainly not to anybody else.

I had nothing to say. I had an undefined impression that it might have been better if we had had some other guest, but I could hardly have explained why even to myself.
