The "oak" was open when I arrived at his chambers, and a modest flourish on the little brass knocker of the inner door was answered by my quondam teacher himself.
"How good of you, Berkeley," he said, shaking hands genially, "to look me up so early.

I am all alone, just looking through the report of the evidence in yesterday's proceedings." He placed an easy chair for me, and, gathering up a bundle of type-written papers, laid them aside on the table.
"Were you surprised at the decision ?" I asked.
"No," he answered.

"Two years is a short period of absence; but still, it might easily have gone the other way.

I am greatly relieved.

The respite gives us time to carry out our investigations without undue hurry." "Did you find my notes of any use ?" I asked.
"Heath did.