Remember this, sir, remember all
this, then search yourself thoroughly and say whether what you have told
me is strictly true."
"I assure you--" began the Prophet, hastily.
But Malkiel sternly interrupted him.
"Search yourself, sir, I beg!" he cried.
"But upon my honour--"
"Hush, sir, hush! I beg, nay, I insist, that you search yourself
thoroughly before you answer this momentous question."
The Prophet felt rather disposed to ask whether Malkiel expected him to
examine his pockets and turn out his boots. However, he sat still while
Malkiel drew out a large gold watch, held it solemnly in his hand for a
couple of minutes and then returned it to the waistcoat.
"Now, sir," he said.
"I assure you," said the Prophet, "on my honour that all I have said is
strictly true."
"And took place in the Berkeley Square?"
"And took place in the Berkeley Square."
Malkiel nodded morosely.
"It may have been chance," he said. "A weather forecast and an honoured
grandmother may have been mere luck. Still it looks bad--very bad."
He sighed heavily, and seemed about to fall into a mournful reverie when
the Prophet cried sharply,--
"Explain yourself, Malkiel the Second.
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