"You know of Mr. Vivian's interest, almost more than interest, in the
planets. This interest is shared, was indeed prompted by Mrs. Bridgeman,
a woman of serious attainments and a cultivated mind. Isn't she, Mr.
Vivian?"
The Prophet heard a voice reply, "Oh, yes, she is." He often wondered
afterwards whether it was his own.
"It seems that she, during certain researches, hit upon an idea with
regard to--well, shall I say with regard to certain stars?--which she
communicated to Mr. Vivian in the hope that he would carry it further,
and in fact clear it up. Didn't she, Mr. Vivian?"
"Oh, yes, she did," said a voice, to which the Prophet again listened
with strained attention.
"It was in connection with this idea that Mr. Vivian developed his
enthusiasm for the telescope--which led him, perhaps, a little too far,
Sir Tiglath, but I'm sure Mrs. Merillia and you have quite forgotten
that!"
Here Lady Enid paused, and the astronomer achieved the final conquest of
the muffin.
"He and Mrs. Bridgeman have been, in fact, working together, she being
the brain, as it were, and Mr. Vivian the eye. You've been the eye, Mr.
Vivian?"
"I've been the eye.
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