"Exactly. Good day."
And the professor marched on.
Chichester did not follow, but the next day, on the pavement not far from the museum, he stopped once more in front of the professor with a "Good afternoon."
"Good day," said Stepton.
"Since you know who I am," began the curate, "and I have heard so much of you, I hope you will forgive me for asking you something."
"Certainly."
"What is it in me which has attracted your attention?"
"I wish I knew," returned the professor.
"You wish you knew! Do you mean that you don't know?"
"I don't know at all."