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Updated: May 14, 2025
"We ought not to leave him alone." "Doctor Colman is with him," said Miss Chadd calmly. "They are in the garden. Doctor Colman thought the air would do him good. And he can scarcely go into the street." Basil and I walked rapidly to the window which looked out on the garden.
We drank, and as we did so, although the hanging house, by a cunning mechanism, swung only slightly, we knew that the great head of the elm tree swayed in the sky like a stricken thistle. The Noticeable Conduct of Professor Chadd Basil Grant had comparatively few friends besides myself; yet he was the reverse of an unsociable man.
As we entered, all the members seemed to sink suddenly into their chairs, and with the very action the vacancy of the presidential seat gaped at us like a missing tooth. "The president's not here," said Mr P. G. Northover, turning suddenly to Professor Chadd. "N no," said the philosopher, with more than his ordinary vagueness. "I can't imagine where he is."
The doctor put on his glasses again, looked severely at the two for some seconds, with his head on one side like a bird's, and then saying, shortly, "All right," strutted away into the house, where the three Misses Chadd were all looking out from the parlour window on to the garden.
"If it is true," said the woman fiercely, "it means that people who have never lived may make an attempt at living." Even as she spoke the professor came into the room still with the dazed look in his eyes. "Is it true?" asked Basil, with burning eyes. "Not a bit true," answered Chadd after a moment's bewilderment. "Your argument was in three points fallacious."
"Have you converted Dr Colman to your views?" Basil continued, still in the same loud and lucid tone. Chadd only shuffled his feet and kicked a little with the other leg, his expression still benevolent and inquiring. The doctor cut in rather sharply. "Shall we go inside, professor?" he said. "Now you have shown me the garden. A beautiful garden. A most beautiful garden.
But, in any case, it appears quite irrelevant to my duties. The mental morbidity, the mental downfall, of Professor Chadd, is a thing so painful to me that I cannot easily endure to speak of it. But it is clear there is a limit to everything. And if the Archangel Gabriel went mad it would sever his connection, I am sorry to say, with the British Museum Library."
"The extraordinary thing," said Basil, ringing the bell, "is that he has not gone mad from excitement." The tall and angular figure of the eldest Miss Chadd blocked the doorway as the door opened. Two other Miss Chadds seemed in the same way to be blocking the narrow passage and the little parlour. There was a general sense of their keeping something from view.
The professor, on finding Basil in front of him, stared with a blank benignity for a few seconds, and then drew up his left leg and hung it bent in the attitude that his sister had described as being the first of all his antics. And the moment he had done it Basil Grant lifted his own leg and held it out rigid before him, confronting Chadd with the flat sole of his boot.
They were so stricken with the deafness and blindness of monomania that they did not see the eldest Miss Chadd come out feverishly into the garden with gestures of entreaty, a gentleman following her.
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