The Prophet of Berkeley Square
exclaimed Malk
d the Prophet, at
e!" ejaculated the young librarian, s
e, though slightly Scottish, mouth, began to behave rather like a stag at bay. She panted,
voice becoming not a little piercing from su
librarian, who had now gained the parlour threshold, and
llow, but again slightly Scottish, voice. "Do
d banged the door on the young librarian. The Prophet
ady hissed ar
ention, and so eloquent was her attitude that the two prophets were infected with her desire. They turned their eyes mechanically towards the deal door and listened too. For a moment there was sile
tered this shop?" said a ve
lied the high soprano of the
ed the first voice. "But answer my question. Have you a
d. But it happened that there existed upon the earth one object, and one object only, towards which he felt a sense of chivalry. This object was Je
our age. There ain't no young females in the library, and if there was I shouldn't trot 'em out
ck, the thump of a falling chair, a bang as of a heavy body encountering firm resistance from some inflexible article of furniture-probably a bookcase-and finally a tremen
the Prophet looked at one anoth
him?" she whispered wit
noise of a torrent
e lady, arranging her dre
assed that very American effort of nature, wavered, faltered to Lodore, died away to a feeble tittup like water dropping from a tap
desert her entirely. That fatal sign in woman, a working throat, swal
iss Minerva?" cried
ps. She feebly sipped, than s
poiso
truer word," said t
the lady, frantically.
om next door to a rabbit shop," answered the Prophet,
ite as chalk, darted to t
she cried. "Get me
ian came forward
a'am. The gentlema
ve me a glass of wa
injured air, proceeded from a positive t
e blue and black all over, to say nothing of the book
ch a moment?" cried the Prophet. "Do
librarian. "Then what does she come to a
er agonised eyes
" she whispered
ards him and lea
aid the Prophet. "Direct me!" h
p," said that worthy, who had suddenly become ex
Kindly unloc
and the Prophet began to move slowly into the street. Ju
oment,
het, firmly. "Not one till t
he got quite out of earshot he caught these fragments of a sha
-probe-quick-search-the very core-hear from me-archit
th a runaway omnibus at the corner of Greek Street, which was eventually resolved by the bursting of a motor car-
inutes later, as she and the Prophet stood together upon the
d a hansom and ha
re you going
d looked
id. "I had an appointment. But really-you see Mr.
y the "creaming foam," and the
th grannie," sa
s at
s twisted
'm so
e esco
I think
?" said the Prophet, in Piccadilly Circus. "I promi
But who
An old friend, no doubt. Probably the C
ll! I feel a lit
ural
ght the roses a
to ask any questions," ob
en thinking it was
not a
dy Enid, "and I don't know
at her and met her
ry gently, thinking of the
t for two minutes,
rth were you closeted in the parlour-at my ti
e? And it was really you who had-had-well,
neither of us nice, but
letters for you,"
r smooth, young, heal
! I'll fetch them
Prophet with obv
tell you," he replie
"But now I'm at a disadvantag
go to Jellybrand's, or why you rushed into th
before Mrs. Me
hat standing on its head. Beside it lay two pieces of a stout and knobbl
avens!"
king stick, examined
I want any tea,
said the Prophet,
round eye of Gustavus, who was waiting by the hall door,
uestions you wanted to ask are being answered. You know I'm Miss Minerv
ightly Scottish, back that she was pouting as she entered the