'Good for you, said Grimes, 'and it's on me this round.
'To the durability of ideals! said Paul as he got his pint.
'My word, what a mouthful! said Grimes; 'I can't say that. Cheerioh!
* * *
Two days later came another letter from Arthur Potts:
Dear Pennyfeather,
I enclose Trumpington's cheque for £20. I am glad that my dealings with him are at an end. I cannot pretend to understand your attitude in this matter, but no doubt you are the best judge.
Stiggins is reading a paper to the O.S.C.U. on 'Sex Repression and Religious Experience'. Everyone expects rather a row, because you know how keen Walton is on the mystical element, which I think Stiggins is inclined to discount.
Yours,
Arthur Potts.