Chapter 6 third quarter

The guests started to leave.Putin took a clean cup and climbed the stairs wearily.Entwistle and his master were the last to reach the porch.In the dark night, wet snowflakes are still flying in the air. "It's a pity," said Professor Entwistle, "that we have not been able to persuade you to come to Godwin's permanent teaching. We have Schwartz and old Cletus, who you most admire. We also have A natural lake. It's got everything. There's even a Professor Pnin on the faculty." "I know, I know," said Clements, "but these continual invitations to me are coming too late. I'm planning to retire soon, and until then I'd rather stay in this musty familiar place." In the cave. How do you think," he lowered his voice, "how is Monsieur Braulenghi?"

"Oh, he struck me as a nice fellow. But in some respects, I must say he reminded me of that legendary figure, the dean of the French department, who thought Chateaubriand was a Famous chef." "Be careful," Clements said. "It's the first time anyone has said that about Braulenghi, and it's absolutely true."