"Not on your life!" I replied hastily.
"Why not?"
"Well, for one thing I am a comparative stranger: I haven't been here two years yet. Besides, in opening a literary and intellectual emporium of this kind you want—I have it! The very man!"
"Who?" asked the Rector eagerly.
I told him.
The Rector halted in the middle of the street and shook me by the hand.
"Ideal!" he said. "I'll fix it with the Council. You go and ask him."
V
I repaired to the Home of The Oracle that same evening. It was destined to be a memorable visit.