Her heart beat quickly when Mr Napper re-entered the office.
"It's all right!" he hastened to assure her. "You're to come off
with me to the station to identify your property."
Mavis thanked him heartfully when she learned that the police,
having received a further complaint of the house where she had spent
the night, had obtained a warrant and promptly raided the place,
with the result that her bag (with other missing property) had been
recovered. As they walked in the direction of the station, Mr.
Napper asked her how she had got on with Locke's Human
Understanding. Upon her replying that it was rather too much for her
just then, he said:
"Just you listen to me."
Here he launched into an amazing farrago of scientific terms, in
which the names of great thinkers and scientists were mingled at
random. There was nothing connected in his talk; he seemed to be
repeating, parrot fashion, words and formulas that he had chanced
upon in his dipping into the works that he had boasted of
comprehending.
Mavis looked at him in astonishment. He mistook her surprise for
admiration.
"I'm afraid you haven't understood much of what I've been saying,"
he remarked.
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