“I wish I’d known——”
He peered out of the manhole. “Look!” he said. “There’s something there!”
“Is there time?”
“We shall be an hour.”
I looked out. It was an old number of Tit-Bits that one of the men must have brought. Further away in the corner I saw a torn Lloyds’ News. I scrambled back into the sphere with these things. “What have you got?” I said.
I took the book from his hand and read, “The Works of William Shakespeare.”
He coloured slightly. “My education has been so purely scientific—” he said apologetically.
“Never read him?”
“Never.”