"No, no, not that, for God's sake! Not yet at any rate. Forgive me,
sir. I did not mean to speak offensively. It is only because my loss
is so recent."
The Professor answered very sweetly, "I only used that name because I
was in doubt. I must not call you 'Mr.' and I have grown to love you,
yes, my dear boy, to love you, as Arthur."
Arthur held out his hand, and took the old man's warmly. "Call me
what you will," he said. "I hope I may always have the title of a
friend. And let me say that I am at a loss for words to thank you for
your goodness to my poor dear." He paused a moment, and went on, "I
know that she understood your goodness even better than I do. And if
I was rude or in any way wanting at that time you acted so, you
remember"--the Professor nodded--"you must forgive me."
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