I've seen her." "Professor, pardon me for saying it, but you've allowed yourself to be maligned.

I believed you were a nonentity, but I find you possessed of a remarkable mind.

You are a second Richelieu." "You flatter me.

John, grant my favor; allow me to accompany you on this errand.

I will then have a chance to explain how I managed to learn all these things." "I see no reason to refuse." "Good! Come, let's move off," with a quick glance over his shoulder.
"Oh," laughs the student, "_she's_ up stairs yet," and his words are corroborated, for a burst of almost masculine laughter comes floating down from the next floor, causing Philander to shrug his shoulders.
"She'll imagine I'm off seeing the sights.