He went into the library and shut the door.
He was there when the telephone message came at eight o'clock.

And what do you think?
He'd _forgotten_ he was going to speak before the College Astronomy Club that evening! Forgotten his old stars for once.
I don't know why.

I did think, for a minute, 'twas 'cause of me--what I'd told him.

But I knew, of course, right away that it couldn't be that.

He'd never forget his stars for _me_! Probably he was just reading up about some other stars, or had forgotten how late it was, or something.