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WO days later Jarvis, shaved, properly dressed, and apparently sane, appeared on the piazza, where Bambi and the Professor were at lunch. He hesitated on the threshold until they both turned toward him.

“Good morning,” he ventured.

“Good morning, Jarvis,” said Bambi gayly.

“Morning,” tersely, from the head of the house.

“Might I ask how long I have been sojourning on the top floor of this house, and how I got there?”

“Do you mean to say you don’t know?”

“Haven’t an idea. I have a faint recollection of a big disturbance, and then peace, heavenly peace, with black coffee every once in a while, and big ideas flowing like Niagara.”

Bambina’s eyes shone at him, but her father looked troubled.

“You know what the big disturbance was, don’t you?” he asked. Rh