And, what do you suppose?
He did not at first recognise him, and stood still in surprise.

Before him stood an irreproachably dressed young man with wonderfully well-kept whiskers of a reddish hue, with pince-nez, with patent-leather boots, and the freshest of gloves, in a full overcoat from Sharmer's, and with a portfolio under his arm.

Lembke was cordial to his old schoolfellow, gave him his address, and begged him to come and see him some evening.

It appeared, too, that he was by now not "Lembka" but "Von Lembke." The schoolfellow came to see him, however, simply from malice perhaps.

On the staircase, which was covered with red felt and was rather ugly and by no means smart, he was met and questioned by the house-porter.