“Certainly.”
“But you did not know this when I was walking with you on Friday?”
“Of course not. I thought you were Professor Panky; if I had not taken you for one of the two persons named in your permit, I should have questioned you closely, and probably ended by throwing you into the Blue Pool.” He shuddered as he said this.
“But you knew who I was when you called me Panky in the temple?”
“Quite so. My mother told me everything on Friday evening.”
“And that is why you tried to find me at Fairmead?”
“Yes, but where in the world were you?”
“I was inside the Musical Bank of the town, resting and reading.”
George laughed, and said, “On purpose to hide?”
“Oh no; pure chance. But on Friday evening? How could your mother have found out by that time that I was in Erewhon? Am I on my head or my heels?”