You must remember the circumstances were extraordinarily"
"For instance," said Mr. Kirby imperturbably, "have you any recollection of where the bed was? Was it in a sort of little dark room beyond the studio? It is an extraordinary thing," he continued, pulling up his sock as he said it, "that one cannot keep one's sock up on one's leg without those horrible little garters, which I for one will not wear."
"Now you suggest it," said Professor Higginson slowly and with something of the feeling that a mule may have when it feels the drag on the rope, "now you suggest it I have a recollection of something of the sort. … And by the way, I seem also to remember a delicious heavenly music."
"Ah!" said Mr. Kirby, and he gazed at a point on the carpet about eleven feet away, "wonderful thing music, only seven notes, and see what a lot you can get out of 'em! I will smoke a cigar if you don't mind," and he lit one. "Now, were there three chairs in the room, and do you remember anything of a rope?" said Mr. Kirby.
"I 'm not—quite—sure—about—the rope," lied Professor Higginson, pausing between
