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It took some living down, that episode. He feared people would talk of
it to his dying day; he knew they would! He wished balloons had never
been invented. None the less he stuck it out bravely, threw himself
with redoubled zeal into Monsignor Perrelli and, incidentally, became
more of a recluse than ever.
"It has been a lesson," he reflected. "SEMPER ALIQUID HAEREBIT, I am
afraid. . . ."
Ernest Eames was the ideal annotator. He was neither inductive nor
deductive; he had no axe to grind. His talent consisted in an ant--like
hiving faculty. He was acquisitive of information for a set purpose--to
bring the ANTIQUITIES up to date. Whatever failed to fit in with this
programme, however novel, however interesting--it was ruthlessly
discarded. In this and other matters he was the reverse of Keith, who
collected information for its own sake. Keith was a pertinacious and
omnivorous student; he sought knowledge not for a set purpose but
because nothing was without interest for him. He took all learning to
his province.


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