Tavernake appropriated the same table and once more the head waiter protested.
"If the gentleman comes again to-night," Tavernake said, "you will find that he will be only too glad to have supper with us." Then the professor came.

He made his usual somewhat theatrical entrance, carrying his broad-brimmed hat in his hand, brandishing his silver-topped cane.

When he saw Tavernake and Beatrice, he stopped short.

Then he held out both hands, which Beatrice immediately seized.
There were tears in his eyes, tears running down his cheeks.

He sat down heavily in the chair which Tavernake was holding for him.
"Beatrice," he exclaimed, "why, this is most affecting! You have come here to have supper with your old father.