Unfortunately, most of the answers given here (including the one that the OP accepted and the one that received the most votes) suggest modifiers that mean "without any good, fair, or rational reason," not "without providing a reason." It seems to me that the suggestion that most accurately expresses the idea of "without providing a reason" is Elian's unexplainedly. The answer, I think, is that the author isn't saying to the person or entity whom he is addressing, "Please explain why you did this inexplicable thing" (which would, as FumbleFingers observes, be highly illogical), but rather "Please explain why you did this unexplained thing" (which simply asks for information not heretofore provided). How can it possibly make sense to ask Why.? about an action which is specifically identified as not having a reason? The scientists at St.I think that FumbleFingers asks a very cogent question in his comment beneath the original question: Monsieur O'Brien will prove an ideal guinea pig to investigate this regenerative process. They'll be coming with my party, Louis explained. Admirable qualities, even if they were directed at cross purposes to Louis's own.Īli, the missing members of the group Louis was not surprised it was Nate who brought up the question. And finally, here at the end, he had proven his loyalty, with a willingness to sacrifice his own life for his team. Throughout the journey here, Nathan had demonstrated both ingenuity and a stout heart, even dispatching Louis's spy. In fact, he found himself somewhat respecting the young man. Who can say? But conversely, we might ask-who would do the greater harm? Louis eyed the sergeant. Which in turn raises the question, who would do the greater good with the knowledge? He shrugged. military complex or a French pharmaceutical company.
So you see, Louis said, our two missions are not so different. Nathan Rand's gaze was as hard as the Rangers but there was a glint of something more. These were not Carl Rand's eyes, his father's eyes. Louis pictured the old man sipping his neat bourbons. Louis remembered his elderly friend from the bar back at his hotel in French Guiana, the survivor of the Devil's Island penal system. He had clearly known inconsolable grief and somehow survived. I think that question should be answered by your companion here:īut finally, it was those eyes, as hard as polished stone. Louis shook his head and took two steps to reach Sergeant Kostos. Louis stopped in front of the last prisoner in the lineup. The small Asian anthropologist had calmed significantly, eyes closed, lips moving in prayer, resigned. The two Rangers glared back at him murderously. Louis stared at his catch, slightly disappointed that they hadn't offered more of a challenge. What is he talking about? Nate asked, directing the question to the sergeant. Once a sample was secured, we were to destroy the source. We were under orders to find the source of the miraculous compound.
The sergeant finally spoke, awkward with shame. It was not a plea, but a simple question.Įverything was running with a clockwork precision. What are you going to do with us? Nate said.
government, there's enough firepower here to wipe out even a giant monster of a tree like this one: Against the white bark of the trunk, the Rangers' remaining nine minibombs appeared like flat black eyes peering toward them. Raising an arm, Louis pointed back to the small group of men gathered around the giant tree. It seemed the military liked to keep its secrets to only a select few. Louis straightened, enjoying the shocked expressions on the others' faces. , are you saying Captain Waxman didn't confide in his staff sergeant? Louis bent down at the waist and stared into the sergeant's face.
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