“You have finished your post-graduate work, and I suppose you are about to leave Paris like the others. Have you any plans?”
The lecture was over, the audience was pouring out of the theatre, and Adams was talking to Thénard, whom he knew personally.
“Well, no,” said Adams. “None very fixed just at present. Of course I shall practise in my own country, but I can’t quite see the opening yet.”
CHAPTER II
DR. DUTHIL
Thénard, with his case-book and a bundle of papers under his arm, stood for a moment in thought. Then he suddenly raised his chin.
“How would you like to go on a big-game shooting expedition to the Congo?”
“Ask a child would it like pie,” said the American, speaking in English. Then, in French, “Immensely, monsieur. Only it is impossible.”