Wealldinedtogether，andIcouldseethatpoorArtwastryingtomakethebestofthings。VanHelsinghadbeensilentalldinnertime，butwhenwehadlitourcigarshesaid，“Lord……，butArthurinterruptedhim。
“No，no，notthat，forGod\'ssake！Notyetatanyrate。
Forgiveme，sir。Ididnotmeantospeakoffensively。
Itisonlybecausemylossissorecent。“
TheProfessoransweredverysweetly，“IonlyusedthatnamebecauseIwasindoubt。Imustnotcallyou`Mr。\'andIhavegrowntoloveyou，yes，mydearboy，toloveyou，asArthur。“