"Justice ought to hold in an isolated inn, as much as anywhere else."

It's not exactly disagreement.

He's thinking still, turning it over in his mind; holding Prouvaire's logic up against his reflexive disagreement, and scrutinizing that disagreement for its source. He's quiet a moment.

"I see your reasoning. But on the other hand, compare this to our world, to any world people speak of here."

(To France.)