"Are you convinced?" said Guildea, rather irritably.
"No. The whole matter is very strange. But till I hear, see, or feel—as you do—the presence of something, I cannot believe."
"You mean that you will not?"
"Perhaps. Well, it is time I went."
Guildea did not try to detain him, but said, as he let him out,
"Do me a favour, come again to-morrow night."
The Father had an engagement. He hesitated, looked into the Professor's face and said,
"I will. At nine I'll be with you. Good-night."
When he was on the pavement he felt relieved. He turned round, saw Guildea stepping into his passage, and shivered.