The professor began to feel injured.
"Then I gather, further, that you do not accept the explanation ?" "Don't be cross! How could I?
I have eyes.

And my point is simply that there is no need for any concealment between us.

You promised that we should be friends.

Friends help friends when they are in trouble." The professor rumpled his hair The pinwheel in his brain was slowing down.

Already the marvelous something which accepts and adjusts the unexpected was hard at work restoring order.